“Don’t get that light in your eyes. You’re not paying for this.” Kane had stubborn written all over his face.
“Yes, I am. What you wear is a direct reflection on my ability to provide for my Mate. The Council notices those things. Ask Sean. Call him, he’s home. I don’t want our first argument to be about something as trivial as money.” Gabriel sounded exasperated.
Kane reconsidered. “This kind of thing matters?”