Sam's POV
I take another glance at my watch and for the upteenth time since day break, I consider phoning eight of the two girls.
I considered going to work for a distraction,but Aliyah has left her traces there, so even if I tried to get the fact that she's on my mind off my mind, it would only be more tormenting.
Home is worse though.
Sitting on the couch and wondering how I would take her from the back with her hands spread over the TV edges and maybe a camera recording our actions.
That and trying to determine which of them would be in front of me.
Loyal to her because of a rule, I made the same promise to my darling wife who although she's the root of my infertility, I still made a promise to.
And that too in front of a crowd of people who looked up to me and those I look
