I hurriedly changed into comfortable clothes while Marcus went to open the door for the hotel staff. I was breathing heavily because of that steamy scene a while ago. Marcus still makes my blood boil and leaves me wanting more. I washed my face to get the make-up off my face.
After making sure I looked decent, I went out of the bathroom and saw Isaiah in Marcus's lap. I smiled when I saw how happy my son looked sitting on his father's lap.
" Done, baby? We were waiting for you so we could eat together." Marcus stood up, carrying Isaiah in his arms, and went to the table.
" I'm sorry, did I keep you waiting?" I asked him and sat on the chair opposite them.
" Momma, I was hungwy, but Papa said to wait for you." My son, Isaiah, said, and I smiled at him.
"Can we eat now?" He added.
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