Especially when Kevia is the one making it. Adam Smiled with a knowing smile. Kevia was an amazing cook. Carrie would be crazy to leave. Kevia had mad... some of Adams favorites. Chicken sauté,ed with peppers and onion, fresh cornbread, greens and mac and cheese. An excellent way to celebrate his birthday he thought. They ate happily. Joked and laughed. Ate and then ate a little more. They split a few bottles of wine as well. Dessert was a homemade cake which melted in your mouth. Full to. It wasn’t much, basically some calisthenics and other bodyweight exercises, but it felt good to be moving and helped to burn some of the nervous energy I had been accumulating. It also got me the main area to myself, as not long after I started Mom excused herself to the back and Tiff quickly took the opportunity to indulge in a second shower, having taken the first just a few hours prior. They both emerged about 20 minutes later and seemed a little more relaxed for it. I guess we all have. Matt obediently strolled to the mound to have a word with Steve. As far as I know, Matt had been to the mound only twice that season, and I was hoping that he would remember the last time and not the first.The next pitch was grounded to Rabbit. One out.The next batter stroked a single to right field. I fired it into Eddie on second to keep him at first.And the next batter hit into a textbook 5-4-3 double play. Third to second to first. Denton to Cooper to Perra. One more inning to go. We were. “Well, you enjoy your girls. But don’t forget to get those new ones drawn.”I nodded my head, shifting. “So ... we’re raking in the money, right?”Seth grinned, a gleam shining in his blue eyes. “You have no idea. Wait until you get your first cut of it. Start thinking about how to spend it.”I hadn’t thought of that at all. My parents had no idea that I was working at a bordello staffed by the girls I drew and created. How would I explain I to them? Why was I even worrying? I was a god now. I.