Page 42 of Ony If It's You
“Hmm, let me go look and see what I got in here. Give me a second.” He tapped her cheek before he walked back in his room making her little cheeks flush.
Walking over, I straightened them out before double checking the portable cooler that had their snacks in it. I wasn’t going to be running back and forth to the bar for food and drinks for them. They were particular as hell anyways, so I made sure to have the stuff that they liked to snack on.
“How about this?”
When I turned in the direction of his voice, Javyous was standing there in some Burberry trunks, the matching slides, and a towel tossed over his shoulder.
“You look like me!” Si exclaimed.
“Naw, you got me beat, li’l homie.” They slapped hands as the both of them grinned.
Javyous was slowly but surely breaking me down and I didn’t know if that was a good thing. He was fine, he had a career, all the good shit, but was this really who he was? Before this little arrangement, he was out with multiple women doing what he wanted to, when he wanted to, where he wanted to. How could I expect that he would give that kind of lifestyle up for me, a single mom.
Bitch you’re a fucking catch!
“Lani!” JV shouted jarring me from my thoughts.
“I—sorry, um, uh, are you guys ready?” I asked as I zipped the bag with the snacks and drinks.
“Yes!” Jocey and Si rushed to the door with their floaties and pool toys in hand.
“You okay?” Javyous eyed me from the side as we headed out of the room.
“Yeah, I’m fine.”
He didn’t look convinced at my words, but he didn’t probe either. Instead, he nodded and took my hand into his as we followed the kids to the elevator where Si was obsessively pressing the button. When it opened, JV let the three of us on first before he stepped on and hit the button for the lobby.
The elevator ride was spent with idle chit chat between the three of them. My heart swelled seeing how much they took to him, but it ached at the same time. This was a temporary situation that I had them tied into and their feelings could potentially be hurt if and when he walked away.
When the doors opened, we were met by the big, burly security guards from last night.
“Grab her,” Javyous said to me as he lifted Si into his arms. “I don’t want them to walk in case we’re ambushed by fans orsecurity. I had them get a cabana together for us too, so we’ll have privacy.”
Nodding, I lifted my daughter into my arms and followed closely behind the security guard that was in front of me while the boys and other security guard trailed us.
The pool area was a little packed when we got out there and a few fans did actually rush in our direction, but there were additional guards posted outside that were able to keep them at bay.
Making it over to the cabana, we lowered the kids to the ground and I took a seat so that I could help them get ready to get in the water. Pulling Jocey toward me, I removed the little shades she was wearing and went to help her out of her shorts when Javyous said something.
“What you doing?”
I looked his way because I could hear the frown in his voice.
I frowned back at him. “Taking her shorts off.”
“Why though? She’s fine with them on.”
“Uh, because she’s about to swim, Javyous, what the hell?”
“We’re not alone though and hell even if we were, I still would want her to have on shorts.”
“I can’t swim in shorts, silly,” Jocey chimed in.
“Baby girl.” He crouched down just as we saw a flash from a camera.
“What the hell?” I spat and pulled my daughter and son to me.
JV stood and looked in the direction of the flash, noticing some paparazzi had come over. Sucking his teeth, he went over and closed the curtains to the cabana as far as they would go to give us more privacy.
