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Kataya shifts in the warm sheets, with her eyes still closed her hand feels around the bed for the two bodies who had accompanied her to bed the previous evening. Her head pops up from the fluffy pillow and finally the light brown irises make an appearance. Kataya looks around the room for her men but come up with no signs of either one of them.
As quickly as her tired body would allow her to, Kataya slips out of bed and wraps the black silk robe around her naked physique before exiting the master bedroom. As she makes her way down the stairs she can smell breakfast being prepared in the kitchen along with two muffled voices. Kataya giggles as she peaks around the corner seeing both Saint and Psalm trying their best to make pancakes on the griddle.
"Bro... you burn one more pancake and ima lose my damn mind." Saint says.
"You act like you can cook better nigga!"
"I told you to turn the heat down that's why they keep burning. Move." Saint pushes Psalm out of the way and scrapes the burnt pancake off the griddle before adding fresh batter. "Let me show you how a real nigga does it. Focus on cutting up her fruit the way she likes strawberries cut in half, watermelon in squares and pineapples diced."
"I got it." Psalm replies while waving Saint off. He picks up the knife and begins to cut at the various fruits in front of him.
Her heart swells in her chest hearing the small details about herself being remembered by her lovers.
"You in here tryna tell me like I don't remember or something." Psalm mumbles but Saint hears him loud and clear. "I know my girl."
"I'm just tryna give yo ass a little direction. Clearly you need it."
"You two are always bickering." Kataya says as she rounds the corner revealing herself. "Does it ever stop?"
"Only when we sleeping. It's all love though." Psalm grins as he reaches over to embrace Kataya first. He places a strawberry in her mouth and she accepts it seductively. "Aight now..." Psalm warns feeling her tongue swipe across the tip of his finger.
Kataya giggles and grabs another strawberry before turning around and wrapping her arms around Saint. She snuggled into her tattooed back inhaling his scent that drove her crazy on the regular as he continued to cook their breakfast. Her lips leave a trail off kisses from his neck to the middle of his back where she rested her head again.
"Good morning to you too beautiful." Saint says while flipping the final pancake. "Hungry?"
"Starving." Kataya responds.
"I bet you are... You had a long night last night." Saint turns around and wraps his arms around her. "Sit down, let us make you a plate."
She nods and walks away leaving them to finish cooking their meal in peace. Well, as much peace as the two of them would allow since the arguing and insults were still being thrown around until the plates had been made and they were all seated at the dining table. With Saint on her left and Psalm on the right they begin to eat their meals.
