“Aight then, post that motherfucker and be sure to tag me. Jordyn, accept the tag.”
Jordyn laughed. “You don’t have to accept a tag, slowness.”
“Aw,” he said into my neck then began to kiss my skin just as his hands went into my underwear.
“Alright, guys. My Pilates class is starting. Enjoy the rest of your vacation. I will be seeing you both tomorrow night when you land.”
“Okay, see you then.”
She hung up seconds later and he pulled back, looking at me, his eyes boring into mine with the silence. Not complete silence but between us it was until he started speaking.
“Before you I didn’t want anything to do with anybody. I didn’t mess with many, but I only fuck with you. I just want you, meaning I’m at a space where I’m willing to do practically anything to keep you in this space with me. Not the physical one, but the emotional one. So when I tell you that you belong to me, I don’t say that shit lightly. I mean it with my whole fucking chest. That being said, you don’t have to run things like that by me. Do what you see fit. I trust your judgment, baby.”
He said a mouthful, but every word was felt. “Okay.”
He chuckled. “That’s all you have to say?”
“No. But I’m trying to hold back the tears. Can I do that?”
He laughed and threw his hands up in surrender. “Yeah, don’t be on that. Crying makes me think I did something wrong.”
“Nope. You’re doing everything right.” I ground against him.
“Good, ’cause that’s always my intention when it comes to you, beautiful.” He leaned forward and pressed his lips against the corner of my chin.
True to my word,I posted the picture of Indiri and me on the beach, and at his insistence, I tagged him. I chose to set the location to paradise and captioned itProperly Covered.
About fifteen seconds after I posted, there were several likes and comments.
I did myself the honor of ignoring them and closed the app. The last thing I needed was other people’s opinions in my head while I lived my life. It made no sense in the grand scheme of things.
“Do me a favor.” Indiri’s voice made me look up from my laptop to him standing in the doorway to the front room. Jordyn filed past him and took a seat at the island, eyes glued to her phone.
“And what’s that?”
“Stay here with me for a minute. You know until this mess in the media blows over.”
I glanced from him to Jordyn, who was now looking at him. She had been waiting here like she said she would when we landed. “Um, why? What’s the problem?”
He looked from her to me then shook his head.
“Some of the comments on your page concern me. And the fact that your ex is only attempting to throw fuel into the fire.”
“So I want you to stay here for a lil’ while.” Indiri’s voice had me looking back in his direction.
“You do realize I run not one but two bakeries? I can’t stay cooped up in Westvale, Indiri.”
“Bet. Cool. Then you’ll move with security,” he said to me, then looked in Jordyn’s direction. “Jordyn will handle that for me by tomorrow. Shorty likes to be in the bakery at six a.m.”
Jordyn laughed. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen this side of you.”
Confusion swept his handsome features as he pushed off the doorway. Seconds later he was seated by me. “What side of me?”
“The side that’s in love.”
He didn’t respond and neither did I. It was way too early to be talking about love … or was it?
“Oh, y’all aren’t ready to talk about that yet. You’re both cute though, but fine, let’s change the subject. Indi, you have a photoshoot scheduled for tomorrow morning.”
