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I ignored him and slipped the dress over my head.

Once I pulled it down, I looked at myself in the mirror.

Oh.

Yeah.

This one.

The black material hugged everything and stopped right underneath my ass. If I sneezed too fucking hard, somebody was probably seeing straight up my alley.

Perfect.

My legs were shiny from the body oil I’d rubbed on after my shower. Hair slicked back into a long ponytail. Makeup done. Gold hoops in my ears.

I stepped into the black Saint Laurent heels Xay had bought me for our anniversary two years ago.

Behind me, he finally spoke.

“Where you think you going?”

I looked at him through the mirror.

“I know I’m going out.”

His face twisted.

“Where?”

“You planning on telling me what happened to your face?”

He looked away.

“I told you. Ran into something at work.”

I turned around.

“You ran into a fist? Multiple times?”

“Sam.”

“Exactly.”

Downstairs, something crashed.

“ZION!”

“It wasn’t me!” Zion yelled immediately.

Then Amari screamed, “YES IT WAS!”

Michael started yelling something I couldn’t understand.

I closed my eyes.

Lord.

Xay bounced Serenity against his chest.