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on the side of the couch.
    “Saint, you have lost your damn mind again. So silly… You need to put on a shirt,
     too. Lawrence and Donna will be over here soon.” She sighed and cradled her phone
     a bit closer.
    As if a needle had skipped abruptly across a spinning album, Saint came to an abrupt
     halt. “What? Donna and Lawrence? For what?” His brows bunched as he tried to gain
     understanding. He had an entire evening planned, at least in his mind—a full spread
     of all-you-can-handle fabulous fucking—and now Lawrence’s cock blocking ass had thrown
     a torpedoing boomerang, in his case, a fucking bow and arrow dipped in poison, decapitating
     the sexual strategies, ruining the whole damn naughty notion. The kids were with Mama
     Pam and Porsche for a few hours, and he was certain that tonight would be an evening
     fit for a King and his Queen, a night in which he’d slowly sink his teeth into Xenia’s
     soft, delicious ass. So many plans…so many wicked, dirty, soiled, filthy plans…
    “You don’t remember anything lately!” She dramatically rolled her big, dark brown
     eyes and tossed her cellphone haphazardly on the nearby table as if in disgust of
     his lack of retention. “I told them I would watch the baby while they went and got a bite to eat.”
    “Watch the baby? Bite to eat?!” He turned the music down, as if he couldn’t believe
     his ears.
    “Why are you repeating everything I say, Saint? Yes, a bite to eat, ever heard of
     it?” She chuckled. “Food? It nourishes our bodies. You remember what it was like,
     honey, not having any free time.” Her facial expression softened as she tried to elicit
     leniency and mercy. She put her foot on the heart-string powered gas pedal as her
     eyes slightly hooded, and her lips dipped, drawing him into her world of cottony sorrow
     and pitiful pity. It was the saddest face he’d ever seen.
    All that was missing was some tragic violin music to accompany her depressing theatrics.
     He hated that even after all of this, he still didn’t find in him a beating heart
     that gave one shadow of a damn. No empathy poured forth, only a throbbing dick that
     was being ignored by the object of his affections. He wanted her all to himself, and
     now, that wish was being stomped on and crushed like a budding forest fire right before
     his very eyes. He could almost envision the solemn speaking Smokey the bear with the
     brown Ranger hat from his youth, pointing in his direction and saying,
    ‘Only YOU can prevent forest fires!’
    “Remember when Hassani was real tiny and we didn’t take a break from the whole new
     parents, thing? We hardly got any alone time. They need some time together, baby.
     Newborns can be a lot of work.” She nodded, trying to drive the point home as he regarded
     her with his very own mask of pity, but it was all for himself.
    Saint slumped clumsily against his shiny, ebony media system that took up practically
     the entire wall. His fingers ran over the ridged dial as he begrudgingly stopped the
     music altogether. The dance was over…the horizontal one, too…
    “I’ll be back.” He turned away and journeyed up the winding staircase to their master
     suite, in search of a T-shirt to throw over his exposed, tattooed torso. He’d been
     bopping like a damn peacock, trying to woo the woman. It was all a show that garnered
     a rather lackluster premature curtain call.
    Maybe Tyler will go to sleep early?
    He became rather hopeful, bubbling with renewed optimism as his long fingers raked
     through his clothing, a glimmer of a smile forming on his face. He removed a plain
     white T-shirt from the rack, slid it on and carried on to the bathroom. With a sigh,
     he rocked on his heels as he lifted the toilet lid and glided down his jeans and boxers,
     causing them to puddle around his ankles. Clearing his throat, he stood there for
     a second, then closed his eyes as his piss hit the water waiting below.
    It will be nice to visit