Page 45 of Ony If It’s You

Chapter Twenty-Six

J avyous

A nigga felt like he had just fallen asleep when I felt pressure on my chest and legs.

Peeling one of my eyes open, I noticed my favorite two little humans peering up at me.

When Jocey noticed that I was up, she placed her hands on each side of my face and pushed my cheeks together.

Laughing, I moved her hands and tugged the both of them upward.

“What y’all doing up so early?”

“I’m hungry,” Si said.

“And I’m not sleepy,” Jocey added.

“Word, well ya’ boy is tired as hell. Where’s your mama?”

“In her room. She’s sad.” Jocey looked sad when she answered and her voice matched. A nigga felt like shit quickly knowing that our argument was the reason that their mother was sad.

I was pissed at Kehlani for hiding some shit that major from me, but I knew she meant well.

Thinking about how she possibly felt was what had me up all fucking morning staring at the ceiling.

I hated to see and hear her crying and I hated to be the reason why even more, but the shit was foul.

I would have never kept no shit like that from her, so I wanted her to have that same energy for me.

“Aight, let’s get y’all some food then I will go check on Mommy, aight?”

“Aight.” Si nodded happily before hopping off of me followed by his sister who was equally happy.

“Before we go though, I want to apologize to the two of you though. I never want you to witness me act how I did yesterday.”

“But you were protecting Mommy,” Jocey argued, looking at me with those big pretty brown eyes.

“Yeah, a man is supposed to protect his woman,” Si added.

“Naw, no doubt, but I ain’t trying to be out here fighting your father and shit. I don’t ever want you to think I’m trying to replace him; I just want to be another person in your lives that loves you.”

“Okay.” Jocey beamed, hugging me around my neck followed by her brother.

“Aight, let’s get to these waffles.” I grinned, rising from my place on the couch.

“Can I get the birthday cake waffles, JV?” my princess asked me.

Reaching to lift her up on my shoulder on our way I replied, “Whatever you want, baby girl.”

“I want blueberries in mine, JV,” Si said.

“And can we help you cook them?” Jocey asked.

I’d set her on the counter next to the sink so that I could wash my hands. A nigga couldn’t really cook shit, but I knew how to work the fuck out of the waffle maker that we had. Lani already had the shit set up to tell us when the shits were ready.

“Aight, we gon’ hook these shits up, but if something fuck up I’m gon’ tell y’all mama that it was y’all fault.”

“Noooo,” Jocey screeched when I started to tickle her stomach.

The three of us commenced to cooking breakfast. I thought about trying my hand at some bacon and eggs, but I knew that I would fuck shit up if I did, so we stuck to waffles only. Jocelyn had some Funfetti mix, while we just went with the regular shit and added blueberries for Messiah.

“Is it supposed to be watery like this?” Si asked with a look of disgust on his face as he lifted the spoon from his bowl.

“Yeah, Mommy’s doesn’t ever look like this.”

“Ay, forget y’all, aight?” I playfully frowned at the both of them. “I’m just trying to feed your greedy asses.”

Before I could respond, Granny walked in and joined us. She was smiling as she entered, wearing one of the housecoats that Lani had bought her for our crib.

“What are you three up to?”

“JV is making waffles, but I don’t think he’s doing it right, Granny,” Si answered, again with his face twisted up in disgust. I playfully snatched his small body from the counter and started to tickle his stomach and act like I was punching him. “Okay, stop, stop, I quit!” he squealed.

“Yeah, remember this beatdown next time you talk about my cooking.”

Setting him on the counter again, I walked over to pull Granny into a hug and kissed the top of her head.

“Good morning.”

“Good morning, son. I’ll get these two situated, you go on up those stairs and handle that. I don’t like the two of you being at odds like this. It’s early in your marriage, she’s pregnant, she shouldn’t be worried about if you’re going to leave her or not.”

She’d said the last part lowly so that the twins wouldn’t hear.

“Aight, I’m about to holla at her.”

After kissing the top of her head, I did the same for Jocey then I tapped Si’s chest before leaving them in the kitchen and heading up the steps to our room where I heard the shower running.

When I got close enough, I could hear her sniffling, indicating that she was probably crying.

Quickly, I undressed and stepped into the shower behind her.

She peeked over her shoulder at me before turning back around to do nothing in specific.

Pulling her body to mine so that her back was to my front, I secured her in my arms with hands on her small belly.

“Baby.”

She abruptly turned in my arms and hugged my torso tightly.

“I’m sorry,” she cried. “Don’t leave me, Javyous. Please, I’ll never keep anything from you again.”

Sighing, I tugged at her arms that she had tightly secured around me, but she wasn’t trying to budge. I had to put some force into loosening her hold.

“Lani, let go baby.” I laughed.

“No,” she cried.

“Baby.” I hated to possibly hurt her, but I needed to get her arms from around me, so I forced them loose before lifting her into her my arms with her legs secured around my waist.

“Fuck you in here crying for, stressing my baby out and shit.” I frowned.

“It’s your fault,” she whined. “You said you were leaving me.”

“I didn’t say I was leaving your spoiled ass, man. I said you were making me wonder about this shit with us. I was just tight though.”

“So you didn’t mean it?” she whimpered.

“Naw, big baby, I didn’t, but don’t hide shit else from me. We supposed to be solid, on some unified shit. I don’t give a fuck how much it will hurt another mothafucka, you tell me. We’ll figure the rest of the shit out later, together .”

“Okay,” she said and nodded before kissing my lips.

I stopped her and lowered her to her feet when she tried to deepen the kiss.

I knew that I was going to get carried away if I didn’t.

I hadn’t felt her insides in a li’l minute and her grandmother was here, so it wasn’t the time.

She pouted the remainder of the time that we were in the shower, but she was going to make it. I’d put dick in her life later on.

“Where do you have to go?” she asked as I dressed.

“Training today, baby. I’m going to take Si with me too.”

Si loved to go to the gym with me. Pres and I allowed him to train with me and he loved the shit. He never missed an opportunity to go.

“Okay, I’ll take Jocey to work with me today too, then.”

“Aight, light work though,” I suggested. “Nothing too much, I really don’t want you working at all while you’re carrying my baby.”

“Javyous, literally nothing I do is strenuous.” She rolled her eyes and stepped into her scrub bottoms.

“You being on your fucking feet all day fucks with me, but I know you love what you do, so take it easy. I’m gon’ start to monitor your appointments and shit.”

“Okay, I promise to take it easy. Our baby girl will be fine.” That pretty ass smile was on her face as she circled her arms around my neck.

“Fuck out of here, I only make real niggas.” I chewed on my bottom lip as I eyed her fine ass. I could never get tired of her pretty ass face. “Why you so mothafuckin’ fine, man?”

“Baby, stop.” She blushed and tried to look away but I stopped her.

“Stop what?” I quizzed. “You know you fine as a mothafucka, stop trying to play coy and shit.”

“I’m not, you’re just making my face hurt from smiling so hard.”

“Aight, fine. Give me a kiss,” I commanded, roughly squeezing her ass.

Stepping up on her tiptoes, she puckered her sexy ass lips. Leaning down, I pressed a few soft kisses onto her lips. I hated that sticky ass lip gloss she wore, but a nigga loved kissing her so I dealt with it.

“Yeah, I’m gon’ beat this shit out the fucking frame tonight.” I smirked as I gripped her ass cheek. “I gotta teach you a mothafuckin’ lesson.”

“I look forward to it,” she cooed then bit her bottom lip. My dick instantly reacted thinking about how good her shit looked wrapped around my dick.

“Keep on, you can get fucked right here on this dresser.” She nudged me away when I tried to lift her up and quickly darted to the door.

“Nope, you had your chance in the shower, now I have to go to work.”

“Just a quickie, baby.”

“No because I won’t get out of bed. Here, one more.”

She puckered up waiting for me to drop a kiss on her lips and after I did she jetted out and for good reason. If I caught her, I was definitely going to say fuck the gym and her clients.

Tossing the strap of my duffle bag over my shoulder, I left the room and headed down the steps. Lani was already down there getting the kids together in the living room while Granny straightened the kitchen.

“Your plate is in the microwave,” she said as she wiped the counter down.

“Word, you know you don’t have to do that, Granny. Me or Kehlani could get that for you,” I said, referring to her cleaning up. I was going to take a hard pass on the waffles since I was going to train.

She waved me off. “Oh, hush up chile, I’m fine. I’m just glad to see my baby with a smile on her face again.”

“Facts, her spoiled tail.”

“I’m ready!” Si yelled, rushing me with a small bag that was identical to mine. Kehlani and I had gotten him all of the shit I used to train so he could take to the gym when he went with me.

“Word, you gon’ be ready to work when you get there, right?”

“I stay ready so I don’t have to get ready.” He quoted what I had been telling him every time I brought him to the gym with me.

“My boy.” I extended a hand for him to slap. After he did, I walked over and lifted Jocey from her place on the couch and kissed her pretty face. “You look pretty, princess.”