"I'm gonna get you quality steak, okay? I know what to get you. I'll get a whole dinner, sides and everything. If you're exceptionally good perhaps I'll get you a real drink, too." She grinned. It was a very unlikely chance but maybe she'd let him have a glass of bourbon.

Huge maybe.

At his demand for cake she laughed, nodding her head. She might have even taken out her phone to take notes of Otto's 'order' while forcing him to be her carrying b***h.

Baby steps. Move in, acquire furniture, settle. Hopefully it wouldn't take very long. She wasn't exactly the most patient woman.