The Runaway Groom

Ken's eyes widened in disbelief. "For real?"

"Of course," Lulu replied. "So don't bother me anymore."

Ken simply folded his arms before his chest as he looked on interestedly. "Then tell me are you a top or a bottom?"

"What?" Lulu was perplexed.

Ken laughed out loud right then, and Lulu looked at him as if he was crazy. "Go to the hospital if you have issues."

"I'm perfectly fine," Ken replied, shaking his head. "Why would I be sick?"

Sighing, he explained, "The fact that you haven't heard of those terms when you're claiming to be a lesbian makes it obvious you're lying. You prefer men in the end."

lingo, but she certainly had no idea even if she did

men, or women with women-preferences are dictated by feelings and boundaries are irrelevant. Who can judge right or wrong

Lulu hurried to the nursery to find her kicking her legs and

see that her diaper was clean, so Lulu brought her water

Lulu picked her up when she was almost done with her

and she put a little beret on Star's head and

from being carried, but Ken tagged along, latching to them like a piece of

have anything else

reclined against a lounge chair.

"What are you

obvious? I'm here to do

me?" Lulu demanded. "Did Mr. Slate put you up to this? Doesn't he trust me? Is he afraid I'm unable to take good care of Star or if he'd lose something

had realized that both

were too stubborn

what was the harm in messing with them instead?

of time