Page 179 of Dissolving Prejudice

“Nope.” I crushed him in a bear hug.

He grunted.

“My phone’s ringing!”

“Your husband is still inside you, and you want to check who’s calling you?” I pouted when he huffed.

“My husband is inside me way too often for it to mean anything.”

“That’s just rude.”

He glared at me. “So is not letting me pick up the phone—”

The ringing died, and I laughed.

“See? Whoever it was gave up—”

The room phone started ringing, proving me wrong.

Shit.

Slipping out of his ass, I rolled to my back and got comfortable on the bed when Shay-Lee got up to take the call. As he did, I watched his little butt sauntering away and enjoyed the sight of my cum dripping out of it. In fact, I was so caught up in the magnificent vision that I’d completely missed Shay-Lee speaking to me.

“What did you say?” I asked.

He picked up my pants from the floor and tossed them at my head.

“I said that everyone is waiting for us in the restaurant, so move your ass.”

Oh shit.

I’d completely forgotten we were supposed to meet the whole family for a late dinner after the show.

“Camilo! Get your ass out of bed!” he shouted from the bathroom he’d just walked into.

Sad that we wouldn’t get to have round two, I slowly got up. “I don’t like it when you tell me what to do.”

“Then you shouldn’t have married me,” he yelled over the sound of running water.

With a sigh, I grabbed my things from the floor and followed him into the bathroom. After all, arguing with him was pointless, as he always won anyway.

Fresh and groomed after a quick shower, we arrived at the restaurant incredibly late, so late that the guys had already finished three wine bottles while waiting for us.

“Told you they went back to their room to fuck,” Miles said, then sipped from his wine glass before we could even say hello.

“How do you know?” Jessie, forever innocent, asked.

“Hello?” Miles jerked his head in our direction. “All washed up and dressed in new clothes?” he snorted. “Please. They’re fooling no one.”

“Oh, you’re right! They are in new clothes,” Jessie hummed while nodding his head.

I tried to hold back a laugh when Shay-Lee elbowed me. Not wanting to upset him, I pushed his chair back and waited for him to sit down first. After he did, I took my own seat and looked at the full table.

“So, what did we miss?” I asked while handing Shay-Lee a menu.

Andrei snorted from beside me. “Like you actually care.”

“True. I don’t give a fuck—”