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“Kevall, I’m gonna need you to hold down the office for me for a couple of days.”
“Why? Where you going?”
Passion looked at him questionably because she had gone on hundreds of trips over the years and he had never taken a real interest in where she went. So this was a little off putting to her.
“Why all of a sudden you care?”
“I’ve always cared. I just never said anything. I didn’t believe it was my place to ask because we were polyamorous at the time.”
“That hasn’t changed.”
“Well.. why not?!” Kevall wanted so badly for her to realize she hadn’t needed attention from other men, because he planed to make up for all the years he wasted without trying to get to know his wife. The question still was ” Was he too late? “I thought we were working on us?”
“Kevall I know you would love me to be that very agreeable Passion, you met so many years ago; but things have changed… I really love living and being this way. It makes me feel so free and sexually fluid. Something I didn’t welcome at first, but as time went on I began to appreciate.”
“Why can’t you appreciate it with me?”
“I do. I just don’t want your dick to be the only one I get to hop on from time to time. I need and crave other options. Hell.. sometimes I don’t want dick; I want a vagina. So you see, I’ve become so comfortable with our setup, that I’m not just able to break away from that way of life so easily.”
“That still hasn’t answered the question.”
“Which is?…”
“Where are you going?!” By this point, Kevall was frustrated because of his fear of loosing Passion.
“South Africa.”
“With who?” He hadn’t felt the pang of jealousy in years. Even though he had never really been the jealous type, for some reason his feelings toward his wife started to intensify.
“Shonda.”
“When?”
This weekend.”
“Have you booked the flight yet?”
“No.”
“Good.”
“Why is that ‘Good’?”
“Because, you’re not going.”
“What the F*** you mean, ‘I’m not going’?”
“Just what I said.”
She was put off by his sudden need to become a take change type of guy. She wasn’t use to that at all, where it concerned him.
“From my recollection, you’re my husband; not my father!”
“I don’t have to be your father in order to demand that from you.”
“Oh, yes the hell you do! Especially if you expect me to do it!”
“Passion, what happened to honoring your husband?”
“Oh now you wanna play that game.” Passion hadn’t believed how much had changed with in the span of a couple days. Just last week he was piping some girl down in the car outside of their house. She was a little mad about it, but had not said anything because she had also done that a time or two; Kevall just never caught her.
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