After seeing to the needs of all of the men, Malcolm was finally free to head back to his apartment to try and salvage his relationship with Venus. With the last of the men set up at one of his less popular clubs, he slipped out a side door used by the staff, as if he’d never been there at all. On his way out, he called his driver and told him to meet him one block from the club, then hastily jumped in, instructing him to get home as fast as he could. His driver, unruffled by the demand, promptly floored it and Malcolm held his hands in tight fists the entire interminable way there. He was anxious to reach home, but at the same time weary, for he had no idea what he could say to Venus to make up for what he'd done.
He cursed every stoplight that appeared to be conspiring with the universe
