“How cute.” Kisa giggled. “Like I said, I’m on my way home. Toodles.” She pressed end, tossed the phone onto the passenger seat, and turned up the music.

When Kisa pulled into the garage, Sincere was sitting waiting for her. She opened the door and stumbled out, wearing a silly grin.

“Are you drunk?” Sincere questioned with disgust.

“Are you drunk?” Kisa mimicked, wobbling side to side as she removed her heels. “Do I look drunk?”

“Yes.”

“Well, why the hell you ask?”

Sincere lost it. He yoked Kisa up by her shirt. “I don’t know what your problem is, but you better check that shit right here.”

“Your sneaky ass is my problem.”

“For the thousandth time, I was gambling.”

“So you say.” Kisa yanked away and stormed upstairs.

Sincere followed. “I’m not going to start dealing with your jealous issues again.”

“You are the cause of my issues!” she yelled.

“Don’t start bringing up shit from five years ago.”

“You know the saying, Sin. Once a cheater, always a cheater.” Kisa crossed the marble foyer to the second set of stairs.

Sincere jumped in front of her. “I’m not cheating on you. Where is all this coming from?”

“It’s coming from your actions. Ever since we got up here, you been out every night. I can’t never get you on the phone. What I don’t understand is why you trying me like that when you know I’m far from stupid.”

“You are tripping over absolutely nothing. I’ve only been hanging with my niggas, trying to have a little fun before we bring the kids up.”

Kisa stood silently, just staring at her husband. He seemed to be telling the truth, but one thing that she knew about him was that he was a beautiful liar. “Aight, whatever.” She sighed. “I’m going to bed.”

“Nah, you not going nowhere. Where you been with them lil’-ass shorts on?” His eyes zeroed in on her thick thighs, which were causing his dick to swell. Even at his angriest, Sincere couldn’t fight off the strong sexual attraction he had for his wife.

“I was at Mansion with Eisani.”

“Where else you been?”

“Nowhere.”

“I think you been out on some get-back shit.”

Kisa twisted her lips. “Don’t try to flip this shit on me.”

“Take them shorts off.”

“What?”

“You heard me.” He moved in close. “Take all that shit off.”

Blushing, Kisa dropped her purse to the floor, then seductively removed her blouse and shorts. Standing in her bra and thong, she asked, “You happy now?”

“No, ’cause I said take it all off.”

Kisa obliged him, taking off the thong first. She slid her bra straps off each shoulder, then turned around slowly, making sure to graze Sincere with her ample ass. “I need you to unfasten this.”

Sincere unsnapped the bra, reached around, and pulled it off of her. Cupping her breasts he kissed her shoulders and sucked her neck. The alcohol in Kisa’s system intensified every touch and lick. She moaned loudly. Using his body, Sincere eased her over to the staircase. “Get down and bend over.”