I mean, for all intents and purposes, you have plural wives, and most of them have never had a honeymoon at all. I basically have a wife, too, now, in...Miriam. What do you say, baby? Want to kick back and take it easy for once in your life?“That honeymoon business probably should happen before the pregnancy is too far along, too ... and you could invite the girls to take a semester off college to attend it with us. Just a thought. They could always do summer courses to make it up. What do you. Mostly, she felt the smooth marble of her own skin under his rough, callused hands. Behind it, she felt a gnawing hunger in his belly and a worrisome flickering of his lifeforce as he ate and drank only enough to keep himself going. Some days, he slept at her feet, his devotion not allowing him even the energy to crawl to his couch before sleeping.Some days now, her creator, whose name she now knew to be Pygmalion, would spend all day and all night caressing her flesh, and she knew it to be. She was his, always and forever. ‘So how long have you known about the baby?’ Will asked, taking a sip of his wine. ‘Well I went into the doctor to get birth-control pills,’ Logan said, smiling at the irony, ‘and since I was sexually active I had to take a pregnancy test before I could get them. What do you know, it came back positive.’ Will laughed and smiled to himself. ‘Apparently my boys don’t waste anytime in getting the job done.’ Logan rolled her eyes. ‘I waited so long to go in. As they entered the study, Samantha realized what she had been missing; she was missing the other woman. It wasn't the stranger, but the woman that she wanted involved. Deirdre sat down and pulled the paperwork from her bag. “Hi Mrs. Dante, Mr. Lewes sent me over to have you sign these papers please. It is just a formality.”“Please call me Samantha. Let me read through this real quick and sign it so you can get back to the office. Can I get you something to drink while your waiting?”Deirdre.