I dash into the kitchen, dressed in my official black pantsuit and a pair of black stilettos.
Wendy Is still in her pajamas, making scrambled eggs.
"Aren't you going to work?"
"I'll clock in in the afternoon today."
I pour hot tea in my mug when I'm done toasting the bread.
"I love your heels."
"Tarak bought them for me. They are from India."
"What did you do to deserve that hot man?"
"Some hot s*x!"
It's been a few weeks since my birthday and I still can't get over just how perfectly everything played out. If I had the power to press repeat on a day, that would definitely be my twenty-seventh birthday.
Lex enters in her pajamas, holding Brix tight in her arms.
"Yea... Yea... Tarak f***s you good. Can we change the story for once?"
"Somebody is jealous of me..."
Lex sits besi
