“Don’t I look okay?” I ask, placing my hands on my hips.

“You’re fucking beautiful,” he whispers. His eyes catch mine, then move to my stomach. With just that glance he leaves me utterly dazed.

“There are six bedrooms in this house, either you leave and go fuck already or get the tongs,” Kyros says.

Kyros turns to Rosemary and says, “Sorry for cursing ladies.”

Eryx glances back at Kyros and arches his brow. Kyros throws his hands up in the air. “I am going outside.”

Turning back to me he smiles slowly. “I psyhi mou, can you please move so I can get the tongs.”

I move aside to see the large white tub with tongs and spoons poking out of it.

He lifts it and leaves.

“Well, that was something,” Sage says, rubbing her tummy in clockwise circles.

“So, the plan to make him see hell… how is that going?” Rosemary asks while placing some teething crackers on Kai’s tray.

I reach across the island and begin to uncover the dishes that Zac made. “It’s going.”

“This is just research for my book?” Cassia whispers behind her hand, as if she didn’t want Kai to hear, “So you two haven’t done the dirty as yet?”

Just the thought of riding Eryx’s cock is making my heart beat faster.

“I told him I’d rather die than beg him to have sex with me,” Lifting the piece of foil I see a beautifully arranged charcuterie board.

They all chuckle, Kai begins to slap his hand on the tray laughing like he understood.

“What did he say?” Sage, reaching across the counter to for crostini and goat cheese. I think back to the first times of all my encounters with Eryx, cool, calm and collected that Eryx in a nutshell.

“He said he will make my funeral grand,” I reply.

“But how are you really feeling,” Sage inquires.

“Overwhelmed, insecure, horny, God I am horny.” I almost feel like calling Eryx upstairs just to scratch this itch.

“As a doctor in the family, after looking at your symptoms. My diagnosis is you’re suffering Diccostrophic.” Rosemary’s face is stoic as she gives my diagnosis.

Cassia chuckles. “Doctor what is that?”

Rosemary picks up a bottle of wine from the island and begins to pour it into Cassia and my glass.

“Anise is suffering from, brace yourselves, dick depravation,” Rosemary hides her smile behind her hand.

Sage screams dramatically, she pours out some fruit juice. “Oh no doc, is it deadly? Is there a cure?”

Rosemary’s lips tremble as she tries to hold in her laugh. “Yes…yes there is. Ani needs to stop the bullshit and screw the man. Or her Diccostrophic will continue.”

I drop my head on the island pretending to cry. “I feel dick deprived.”

“Aww, it’s okay, it’s all right.”

Lifting me up, Cassia wraps her arms around my waist to the side. “We got you sis.”

“How are you doing, Rosie?” I ask.

“Me? Um, I joined Tinder and Flirt Back, and I met up with someone.” Rosemary sips her wine causally like her news wasn’t a big this.