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Sage got dressed at home, and then headed to Lena’s and her fathers’ place to see the kids. Davie, Lenny, Bill and Corey were picking her up there, along with Sissy, Mary, and Amanda.
“You look pretty,” Laya told Sage, as Sage sat on the couch in the living room along with Lena. Kenny was working tonight, Blake and Quinn were sitting across the room on the other couch, and Bryant was helping Frankie and William with a puzzle.
“That skirt is kind of short, isn’t it?” Blake asked her as she crossed her legs and texted the girls. She gave him a look and Lena chuckled.
“She’s got a great figure and long legs, that’s what makes the skirt seem short, but it’s not.” Lena stated.
“Who’s driving?” Quinn asked from across the room.
“You know who’s driving. You guys are acting funny. What’s wrong with you?”
“What’s going on with you, Dale, Virgo, Matt, and Quaid? Why aren’t you going out with them tonight, instead of the dance hall in Turbank?” Blake asked.
“Blake,” Lena reprimanded.
Sage stood up. “I don’t date. You all know that.”
“Because you like them, and they like you,” Bryant added.
“I like a lot of people,” she replied to them as her phone buzzed again.
“She likes Davie, Lenny, Bill, Corey, Bobby, and Clay, too, plus Sissy, Mary, and Amanda.” Laya said as she counted on her fingers.
They chuckled and Sage knelt down on the floor where Laya was playing with her doll changing her dress and putting pajamas on her.
“Is she getting ready for bed?” Sage asked Laya.
“Yes, me, too. Are you going to bed at home now, too, Sage?” Laya asked.
“Nope, I’m going out dancing.”
Sage smiled as Laya’s eyes lit up. She stood and Sage took her hands as she twirled around in a circle with her.
“Okay, my little dancer, it’s time for bed,” Bryant said as he swooped her up into his arms and kissed her chubby cheeks.
“You guys, too,” Lena called across the room.
“We got them. Come on, boys, more puzzles tomorrow,” Blake said as he tapped Frankie on the butt and chased him upstairs. Quinn picked up William tossed him onto his shoulder and carried the laughing four-year-old up the stairs to bed.
Lena picked up some toys off the floor, and then gathered another doll of Laya’s.
“You know, Sage, I’m here for you if you need to talk. You know, woman to woman, about anything?”
Sage pulled her bottom lip between her teeth and then looked toward the stairs where the others had gone.
“There isn’t anything to talk about.”
“Okay. If there is, I’m here. I know it’s kind of crazy when you think about what a ménage relationship entails. You’ve been around here for years. You see the love and commitment the guys and I have, never mind the others.”
“I know. I’m fine with it. I see the good that comes of it.”
“Is there something else holding you back from getting to know Dale, Virgo, Matt, and Quaid?”
She sat down on the couch.
“They’re going to be here any minute. Maybe we can talk tomorrow?” Sage said.