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“Aight.”

She started toward the door again.

“Sam.”

She looked back.

“What?”

“You hungry?”

She stared at me.

“We’ve been here an hour.”

“That ain’t answer my question.”

“I’m always hungry after you.”

I grinned.

“See?”

“Food, Levin.”

“Aight. Food.”

She unlocked the door.

I followed her out like we hadn’t just violated every fucking spa rule they probably had.

The funny part was Xay still had no idea.

Not one.

This nigga thought his marriage was probably doing better.

Sam wasn’t complaining to him as much.

Wasn’t begging him for attention.

Wasn’t asking him to do shit with her.

Why would she?

She had me.

And Xay was comfortable enough that he’d been letting me help with the kids more.

That shit almost made me laugh whenever I thought about it.

I’d pick Zion up.

Help Amari with something.

Sit with Michael.

Hold Serenity while Sam got dressed for work.