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“I do. Although, first I have to take care of something, so you may be onto your third donut by the time I arrive.”
“It’ll be a hardship but I’ll take one for the team.”
She gives me the address of the coffee shop and I end the call as I slide into the back seat of my car.
“Where to, boss?” my driver asks.
I give him Phillip O’Rourke’s address and settle back against the seat while thinking about the conversation I’m about to have with the asshole who kept Kristen from me.
As a general rule, I don’t go out of my way to hurt people. It seems, though, that where my wife is concerned, I will go far and fucking wide to hurt those who hurt her. And this particular asshole is one I will enjoy taking down.
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@thetea_gasp
@kristenblack steppedout in S.T.Y.L.E. today, girlfriends. Yeet! It’s been three months since the release of her sex tape. Okay, okay, so it wasn’t a release as such, but honestly, she should have released it herself. Everyone, and we mean EVERY.ONE. inhaled that shit. We’re all still hanging for the Real Housewife of Bradford Black to be announced. Anyway, we got slightly off track there, which seems to be a #Bristen thing. Too many shiny things and all. Okay, so our girl is the new #girlboss since she did that interview with @marleejames and made us all swoon over her zaddy while respecting the hell out of her for being real and honest with us about their relationship, and now she’s making her own moves. Today, she announced her very own foundation to help women rise. This girl ain’t relying on her senator hubby for anything. She’s out there slaying on her own. Periodt. And that @adelineandpearce dress she wore today? All we’ve got is a hell yaaasss. We wish her besties were our besties.
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Kristen
“Where are we going?” I ask my husband as he rushes me into our elevator early one Saturday morning in May.
He’s been bossing me around all morning.
First, he forced me to wake before 5:00 a.m. so he could fuck me before going for his run. Seriously, I told him next time to run first and then wake me for sex, to which he told me he wouldn’t shower in between because he couldn’t wait that long, to which I told him he’d have to suck his own dick then…I think I got my point across. After he returned from his run, he bossed me into eating my breakfast faster so I could get dressed sooner. Then, he bossed me into not spending long styling my hair or applying makeup. And that was right before he bossed me into the elevator.
He selects the button for the lobby. “Somewhere special.”
I gape at him. “You’re taking me somewhere special and you wouldn’t give me time to style my hair properly? What is wrong with you today? How do you not know I am not a woman who doesn’t look her best when she goes somewhere special?”
That entertained look of his settles on his face and he moves into me, backing me against the wall. Sliding his hand through my hair, he brushes his lips over mine. “You’re fucking perfect, Kristen.”
I smack him away. “To you, I am. I’d like to have the choice in how I present myself to everyone else.”
He grins. “Have I ever told you how much I adore your grumpy moods?”
“No, and I don’t care to hear about that adoration now.”
“Because?”
“Because you’re being excessively bossy today. And you wouldn’t let me do my hair.”
“I’ll make it up to you today.”
“How?”
“It’s a surprise.”
“You know I don’t like surprises.”
“You like fun. Think of this as fun.”
I take in the earnestness in his eyes, the depth and sincerity of what he’s saying, and decide I’m being a little hard on him. “Will there be sugar involved?”
“Yes.”
“Donuts?”
