SEX-DEPRIVED BACHELOR.

“Woah, she hung up on me!” King hissed and dropped his phone on the table.

“Payton?” Dariel asked.

King twitched his lips upward and then nodded his head.

If there was anything he had come to enjoy recently, it was getting on Payton’s nerves.

Of course, he knew that it was her talking.

He had her contact saved… and even without that, he does not think he would ever not recognize that grumpy voice.

But… Why did she want to see him?

It was the first time she would be calling him since they got married and he could only wonder why she wanted to see him.

He picked up the glass of wine, gulped it down his throat, and then stood up, hitting the table with his fist.

“I gotta go.”

“Go where?” Dariel raised his brows.

“Home,” he shrugged his shoulders off.

“Home?”

“Yeah. I’m going home.”

“Why? You said you’re staying over at my place.”

“Payton wants me to come home,” he had said before realizing that he should not have.

Dariel might tease him about it.

“You are going home because she suddenly