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“I don’t know, Lani, it’s just…” Her words trailed off as she reached for her phone. “Look.”
She came up to my side to show me what she was looking at on her phone. There were several pictures and videos of him with other women, two in particular all the time. She even went to the two girls’ social media pages where they had a number of photos of him on there. It did stand out that he was alone in all of them, but still, who the hell were they.
“Their names are Kecia and Zoey. They’ve been his known women forever. I mean he’s with other women all the time, but always with these two. They have some kind of poly thing going on because they’re even together when he’s not with them.”
What the hell?
I was fuming on the inside learning this shit. Why would he want to stay married to me when he apparently had not one, but two women that he was seeing?
“Oh wow.”
“What?” I frowned.
“Uh, he’s out with them now it looks like.” She turned the phone my way. “He’s at DayLux.”
It took everything in me to contain my anger in that moment. I was actually seething and if it were possible Jasmine would be able to see the steam coming from my head. Not only was he outhere making a fool of the both of us, but I had also slept with this man with no protection. I felt physically sick just thinking about it.
“Hey, I need to go.” I started out of the room. “Cover my appointments and send me that stuff please.”
I didn’t even wait for her to respond as I rushed to my office to get my purse and keys. I immediately called up my doctor to schedule an appointment as soon as possible and also texted Celeste to meet me at my destination. Mr. Javyous may not give a fuck how he was perceived by other people, but I did. I had a successful business and brand on top of me being a mother and I wasn’t about to let his ass play with my face or name. He was in for a rude awakening.
Chapter Nine
Javyous
“Ay, your wife on the way here,” Dominique said, making me loosen the hold I had on Zoey’s waist as she danced in my lap.
“What?” I frowned. “How she even know where the fuck I’m at?”
“Social media.”
I frowned harder. I hadn’t posted shit online because that wasn’t my thing and the place barely had patrons because it’d literally just opened. My eyes scanned the room to see who could have posted and landed on Kecia who was walking back from the bathroom. Her ass couldn’t stay off of that shit and posted all of her moves.
“You posted me on your shit?” I asked when she was close enough.
“Yeah,” she answered confused. “Why?”
“Shit,” I hissed and tapped Zoey’s leg for her to get up. “Watch out.”
“Oh no, please don’t rush to leave on account of me.”
Kehlani appeared at the entrance of the section that we were seated in with her friend beside her. That must have been how Dominique knew that they were coming.
“Kehlani, what are you doing here?”
“No negro, that’s the question you need to be asking yourself,” she spat, folding her hands in front of her, eyeing everyone in the section.
“Ay, cuz, take her to my office,” Nique suggested. “You don’t need a scene and people are starting to come in.”
Nodding, I took the three steps down out of the section, grabbing Kehlani’s hand to pull her along. There was a little resistance, but not enough for her to overpower me. I knew she was pissed judging by the look on her face. As soon as the door to Dominique’s office closed, she snatched away and folded her arms in front of her again. She was so fucking fine even while mad.
“Did you bring those bitches to my office with you?”
“No.” I frowned. I wasn’t a disrespectful nigga, not with her at least.
“You know Javyous, after you came to my officenot even an hour ago,I thought that we may be able to make this situation work, but I see I was completely wrong.”
“Make it work? What does that even mean?”
