Page 52 of Ony If It's You
My eyes narrowed for the second time today. Her tone was teasing. She wasn’t trying to sympathize with me at all.
“Geesh, bitch, whose side are you on?”
“Yours of course.” She grinned. “I just know how ridiculous you can be too. JV isn’t Pharaoh.”
“I didn’t say he was.”
She raised her hands in mock surrender and said, “Relax, I’m just saying.”
“What the deal with you and Nique since you’re all in my damn business.”
“We’re here, ladies,” the driver announced.
“Well would you look at that.” Her smile stretched across her face showcasing the deep dimples in her cheeks. “Saved by the bell.”
“Whatever, hoe.”
Pulling the headphones from the kids’ heads, I put them away in their bags before exiting the vehicle and being met by the security guards from the MGM.
“I didn’t know y’all were coming,” I said confused.
“We were told not to let you travel alone. Are you guys ready to go in?”
Celeste and I shared a look before I nodded and followed him inside with my friend and kids in tow. He walked us to the area that was reserved for us. We all got comfortable at our table, ordering our food and drinks shortly after.
“This is something like a castle, Mommy,” Si said as he put the little crown on his head.
“Yeah, Pooh, this is nice.”
A little while later our food arrived and the show started. There were horsemen, wizards, knights, princesses, which Jocelyn went crazy to see, literally everything that you could think of. I had never experienced anything like it and was glad that my babies were able to.
After lunch the four of us went to the next destination which was Circus Circus Casino. It was a casino that had an actual circus on the inside and a shitload of stuff for the kids to do. The first thing that Messiah noticed and wanted to do was get on the roller coaster. With his tickets in hand, he pulled Celestein that direction while Jocey decided that she wanted a butterfly painted onto her face.
“Now we can try to win that, Mommy.” She was pointing to a unicorn stuffed animal that was a prize for a baseball game.
I chuckled. “Jocey, I don’t think either of us are athletic enough to win that.”
“Ahh, come on and try, pretty lady,” the guy that was operating the game said as he flirted.
He wasn’t a bad looking guy. In fact, he was very cute, he just looked young. Not much younger than me, but young, nevertheless.
I politely declined. “Oh, no, I wouldn’t hit any of those.”
“Come on babe, I’ll help you.”
He actually came from behind the game and started toward us. Just as his hand made contact with my side, I heard the voice that had me hypnotized for the last few weeks.
“If you want to keep that hand, you better get it the fuck off my wife.”
“JV!” Jocey exclaimed.
“What’s up, pretty girl?” he said, lifting her into his arms.
“Why are you here?” I frowned.
“Becauseyou’rehere.”
Jocey grabbed his face and turned it to face her before she said, “I got to see a princess today, JV!”
