Page 95 of Ony If It's You
Right on time.
Grabbing Javyous by the hand, I pulled him down the steps and out to the awaiting car. The driver was standing by the back passenger door waiting for us to climb inside. I went first followed by my husband. Once we were inside and settled, I pulled two more cards from my purse.
One readtickets to the Royals Game. The Royals were our local basketball team and the season was set to start soon. The other card readten bands.
He smiled as his hand hovered over the two cards before he finally snatched the top card. His smile dropped when he read it and noticed me pulling the prize from my purse.
“What are you doing? I’m not taking that from you.”
My smile slowly started to fade.
“Why not?”
“Because you’re my wife. You doing all of this for me tonight is enough for me.”
“That’s not fair.” I pouted. “This is some of the money I had put to the side to do my renovations, but you did it for me.”
“I’m your man. I’m supposed to do that kind of shit for you.”
“And I’m your wife, I’m supposed to do stuff for you too, now here.” I forced the money into his hand. “I split the rest of it between Si, Jocey, and our new baby’s savings accounts.”
Javyous and I were doing good for ourselves, which meant that our kids were too, but I still wanted them to always have a rainy day account and a savings account. I’d started one for each of them.
“Come here.” He yanked me into his lap and kissed my lips. “I love your fine ass.”
Smiling against his lips, I said, “I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of hearing that.”
“You better not. I’m the only nigga that’s going to be loving you for the rest of this life and any other ones.”
“How can you claim me in another lifetime?” I laughed.
“Just like I just did.”
I laughed because he was serious. He didn’t crack a smile at all. After kissing his lips one more time, I climbed out of his lap and laid my head on his shoulder. We rode in a comfortable silence the rest of the way to the restaurant. I’d chosen Diablo’s, a popular, upscale steakhouse. The driver pulled up to the entrance then got out to open the door. JV exited first then helped me out. The two of us walked hand in hand to the hostess stand.
“Reservation for Goldsmith,” I said with a smile that faded quickly when I noticed how she was eyeing my man. “Hello!” I snapped.
She snapped out of her trance and turned red in the face since she was caught. “My apologies, I didn’t catch the name.”
“That’s because you were too busy eyeing my man,” I spat.
“No, it wasn’t like?—”
I cut her off. “It was. Hurry and find our table before you get your ass beat.”
“Baby, chill.” Javyous laughed from behind me, closing his arms around me. “Goldsmith.”
She looked down at the tablet before asking us to follow her to the table that they had reserved for us. She waited until we were seated before apologizing again then excusing herself.
Stupid bitch.
“Yo’ ass is crazy,” JV said.
We were seated on the same side of the table with me in his lap. I tried to sit in my own seat, but he caught me by the waist and brought me to my rightful place in his lap.
“No, that hoe had me fucked up with her disrespectful ass. We’re clearly together and she looked like she wanted to dive on you right then and there.”
“Jealous ass,” he said before his soft lips landed on my neck. “What are you eating?”
