Page 78 of Ony If It's You
“Okay.” I simpered looking up at him.
I could see the strain in his face from the pain and could tell that he was just telling me what I wanted to hear, but I didn’t push. If he was saying that he was okay, then I had to go with that.
“Come on.”
Grabbing me by my hand, he led me into the bathroom and paused when he saw the tub filled with water, soap, and rose petals.
“What’s this, baby?”
“Your bath, come on, let’s get you in.”
Tugging on the strings of his basketball shorts, I untied the knot and pushed the shorts and boxers down his legs. He stepped out of them as he eyed me the entire time.
“I mean, you’re already down there.”
A devilish smirk spread across his face as he stared down at me and I rolled my eyes.
I pointed. “Get in the tub.”
“This shit too small for me, Kehlani.”
His handsome face was frowned up when he looked at the tub. It was pretty small, but we would just have to make it work.
“I know but it’s not like I could ask for a bigger tub. It doesn’t matter, Javyous, you’re ruining my surprise for you.”
“Aight, crybaby, my fault.” Finally, he stepped inside of the tub and I burst out laughing when he hopped back out of it. “What the fuck, Kehlani, that shit hot as fuck. You knew that shit was scorching hot.”
“I’m sorry, baby.” I struggled to get the words out because I was laughing so hard. “I had to make sure it was hot for you when you got here. I didn’t think it would still be that hot.”
He was seated on the side of the tub rubbing his scalded feet and my side was hurting from laughing so much and so hard.
“That shit really ain’t fucking funny,” he spat.
“Aww, baby,” I gushed, walking up on him and grabbing his face into my hands. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know it was that hot still seriously. Here, I’ll cool it off for you.”
He ignored me and went to the shower when I reached to turn the cold water on.
“Javyous!”
“Javyous, my ass,” he said as he stepped into the shower. “If you want to get in that shit and boil like a fucking hotdog then that’s your business, I’m gon’ take a fucking shower so I can control my own temperature.”
“Whatever, stupid,” I mumbled, turning the water off. After blowing out the candles, I stomped to the bedroom with an attitude since he ruined my surprise. The situation wasn’t even that deep, but I was buried under the cover crying. I was kind of pissed at myself for being so emotional about something so simple.
I heard Javyous when he finally emerged from the bathroom. I was glad to be lying on my side with my back to him so he didn’t see me crying or talk to me, and I could play like I was asleep.
“Lani,” he called out and I ignored him, but he called me again. “Kehlani.”
I felt him shaking me, but I still ignored him. The bed dipped letting me know that he had joined me, but I kept my eyes squeezed tightly.
“I know your little ass ain’t sleep,” he said after easing under the cover with me and pulling me into him.
“Move, Javyous.” I had to say something when I felt him easing his hand into the front of my shorts.
“That’s what I thought. Why you got these clothes on in the bed anyways?”
“Because I knew you were going to bother me. Stop, JV.”
He ignored me and continued to pull my clothes off until I was as naked as the day that I was born. Then he pulled me on top of him to lay in his tight embrace.
