Antonio's Place,
Miranda and Verma swapped spit for a while. They didn't stop until she heard the clock tick 7 pm. "What the fuck?!" She said with surprise.
"Oh my goodness," She began to lose her cool as she got up from Verma and the bed and went to check the time.
"Fuck, Verma it's 7 pm," She said with her hands over her mouth.
"Shit, how long have we been fucking," Verma said as he ran his fingers through his hair.
"Three fucking hours!!" She said in disbelief. Then she quickly remembered her son, "Shit! Nunez,"
She left the room and ran downstairs and as she did, Verma followed her directly at her back.
"Fuck, we promised him that we would play with him," She said as she ran down the stairs.
"How have we not noticed the time," Verma said as he ran down the stairs as well.
They got to the living room and they were both agape. "Where is my son?" Miranda who was almost about to faint asked, Verma.
