Her Kept Husband Owns Everything

In the year since I married into the Kincaid family, my greatest talent had been waiting for my wife to hand over my monthly allowance.

In-game purchases? I went to her.

Coming home empty-handed from a long afternoon of fishing? I went to her for that, too.

She ran a manufacturing empire of three thousand people, yet she could look at a waterlogged sneaker I’d dragged from the reservoir without batting an eye.

"Well, you didn't get skunked," she would say mildly, kicking off her heels in the foyer. "That’s progress."