“You’re thinking small Dreu. Think big, a storefront is a beautiful Christmas gift. I’m already looking into getting a beautiful bold sign to put in front of it.”
Rina sounded so excited and that she was. She couldn’t wait for me to settle down. She claimed that it would make me better for business instead of being out partying and acting crazy. I agreed to that a hundred percent because all I wanted to do was lay up under my Pancakes.
“Okay use the business account, put a move on it ASAP.” I spoke urgently.
“I got you, and then the car?—”
I cleared my throat cutting Rina off. Jatavia zipped her purse back up and was now looking up at me.
“Man Rina, if you can get that as well… I’ll give you triple the bonus that I always give you for the holidays.” I smirked.
“Oh, it’s good as done sir. Add a two-week paid vacation somewhere on an island for two and I’ll be sure to have everything delivered including the keys by Christmas Eve. Expect a couple of electronic signatures within the next couple of hours.” She quickly hung up not giving me a chance to respond.
Vacation for two? Rina fast ass dating now…I thought and made a mental note to bring it up to her since she loved being all in me and Iceman’s business.
I held my hand out for Jatavia to grab. She got out of the car, I couldn’t help but to pull her close to me. Inhaling her floral sweet scent, I kissed her on the forehead. With my arms encircled around her waist, I closed the passenger door then guided her toward the steps. She squeezed my hand and smiled sweetly.
“This house is really nice.” Jatavia stated softly before the door opened.
I simply nodded my head and offered her a reassuring smirk. This moment mattered more to me than I let on. I stood on Bleu’s porch with the love of my life. My heart beat a little faster than usual. I’d been on stages in front of thousands, and constantly had cameras in my face with lots of money on the line…but this? This was different.
I never brought a woman around Bleu, only talked about the random hoes I fucked on. The door swung open before I could knock. Bleu stood there in a dark apron dusted with flour, his sleeves rolled up, jaw tight, and eyes tired. Kreu andTrue were in his arms, one on each side. Even the babies’ faces were scrunched up and unimpressed. They had their dad’s facial expressions and it was comical.
Bleu always looked like he was unimpressed with life itself until he took one look at his wife and kids.
“Bro—” I started but was cut off.
Bleu stepped forward and handed me both babies at once like I was saving him.
“Hold these,” he said flatly.
Finally the twins gave me big gummy smiles with drool falling from their mouths. Their little hands slapped at my face as they made baby noises.
“Bleu!” I hissed.
He ignored me completely. His eyes slid past me and the twins like we didn’t exist and landed on Jatavia. He accessed her first, seconds later an arrogant smirk I grew up knowing pulled at his mouth. He wiped his hands on the apron and stepped closer to her.
“Bleu Langston,” he said smoothly, extending his hand.
“Nice to finally meet you, Pancakes.” He smirked.
“It’s Jatavia!” I corrected him pissed off.
Bleu chuckled as Jatavia slipped her hand into his. He brought the back of her hand up to his mouth and quickly pecked it.
Cocky ass nigga!
He released her hand and I watched him watch her. Bleu always took his time and clocked everything on a person down to their posture. Today he wouldn’t rush to his judgement of her. He didn’t easily hand out approval, so I stood a little on edge. I wanted him to like her, but even if he didn’t, it wouldn’t matter. I had my mind made up.
I watched Bleu and Jatavia so hard that I wasn’t fast enough to stop Kreu’s little heavy chunky hand from slapping me inthe face. At the same time, they squirmed hard in my arms letting out irritated sounds. I adjusted my grip and rocked them slightly. Bleu still hadn’t looked back at me.
“My wife is really excited to me you,” he continued still holding Jatavia’s hand a second longer than necessary. “She’s been talking about this consultation all week.” He continued finally releasing her hand.
I could see Jatavia release the breath she was holding. Bleu glanced back at me and smirked.
“That makes me feel better. I’m a little nervous.” She admitted.
“I could feel it through your hands…. I think that’s a good thing. Nervousness could mean you care. Because I care a lot when it comes to pleasing my wife.” Bleu smiled warmly.
