They had had these tables for years and he still hated them. He couldn’t understand how someone believed that four faux male legs supporting a tabletop was considered high end home decor. But Eden wanted them, so in his home they resided. Because of their placement, he was able to get the large bouquets out of his hands.

“I got a surprise for-”

The sound of hard vomiting silenced Jermaine’s speech. He had never heard anything so violent. Running up the stairs to the bathroom, Jermaine flung the door open.

“Oh, shit! What’s wrong?” Jermaine asked when he saw his wife hugging the toilet bowl.

Jermaine stepped into husband of the year mode. Wetting a washcloth, he gently cleaned Eden’s face and placed another wet cloth on her neck to cool her down.

“Babe, I know you said you didn’t feel well. But I didn’t know you were throwing up. What’s wrong?” Jermaine asked tenderly as he sat on the floor beside her.

“I’m pregnant.”

CHAPTER 12

From: Eden’s dumbass husband - Eden and I are having a baby. When the baby arrives, I’m done with this. Edy flew out yesterday to meet a client.

To: Eden’s dumbass husband – I hate kids that’s why I aborted ours. Are you expecting me to say congratulations?

From: Eden’s dumbass husband – I’m expecting you to say you’re coming over.

To: Eden’s dumbass husband - Put the camera in Privacy Mode.

From: Eden’s dumbass husband: Done. You know the routine when you get here.

Envy looked at the message and laughed. To her, Eden and Jermaine were two of the densest people on the planet. A woman so desperate to keep a man and a man so unfulfilled, he’d willingly keep it in the family. The whole situation was pathetic and hilarious to Envy.

“If she only knew how many babies her husband had planted in me, in their home, she wouldn’t have taken him back,” Envy laughed.

She felt no remorse. Why would she?

“The power of the P,” Envy laughed as she patted her shaved and freshly glazed vagina.

“You need to come back to bed. You’re on my time,” Malcolm said as he stroked himself.

He had heard a lot about Envy and her qualities. But in his opinion, nothing was more telling than a man willing to lose his wife for her sister. It was the ultimate cosign that he needed to sample her. He didn’t care about her whorish tendencies, he only cared that it was his turn to sample the goods.