Love Through Pain (18 page)

“This is going to take some time to
adjust.” Her dad came up to Javier, and then gently took Nicky. “I’m your grandpa.” He went in the direction her mom went.

~~~

Javier stared at her dad as he exited the home. Michael came up to him. “Don’t worry about your son.”

“I’m not worried about Nicky, it’s your mother I’m worried about
.” Javier went to move, but Jewel stopped him.

“She’s mad
. Dad is the only person that will be able to get through to her,” Jewel said. “And Nicolas will make it easier. Please, stay for lunch. I would love to get to know my new brother-in-law,” she said, walking to the kitchen.

Most of her family strolled into the dining room, speaking amongst them
selves.

Javier cupped Jazmine’s face. “Are you okay?”
He wiped her tears with his fingers.

“Yes
. Sorry for the way they treated you.” She placed her hands on his.

“They love you
, any parent would react the way they did.”

Jazmine got on her tiptoe
s and gave him a feather-light kiss. “Thank you for standing by me.”

“I will always be by your side.”

Jewel came back into the living room. “Save that for later. We’re waiting for you guys to eat. Hurry up.”

Jazmine grabbed Javier’s hand
, and they entered the dining room.

Her dad joined them for lunch, but her mother didn’t. He said she wanted to spend some time with her new grandson alone,
but she never showed her face again, not even when the left. Jazmine knew her mother would have a hard time forgiving her, but she knew she could always count on her father.

Chapter Twenty-Seven

“Happy anniversary
, sweetie,” Jazmine’s dad’s voice flowed through her phone.

“Thanks
, daddy.” She’d taken longer than anticipated to reply as Javier brushed his mouth against the side of her neck. “Dad, I have to go. I love you.”

“I love you
, too, and give my grandson a big kiss.”

“I will
.” She pressed the END button. “Javy, stop it.” She bumped him back. “You’re going mess up my make-up.”

He watched her through a heated gaze. She knew she looked good. Her hair was styled in tight curls, and she wore a red
, sheer blouse coupled with tight, black jeans. Her six inch red pumps hurt her feet, but she wanted to look good for her man. She smiled,
I’m representing.

They walked out
of the bedroom. The babysitter was due any minute now.

“I can’t believe you convinced me to go to a
karaoke bar.” He sat on the living room couch.

Javier was handsome
, his washed out jeans and a white buttoned down shirt displayed the hard muscles of his thighs and shoulders. He’d brushed his hair into a messy style.  He exuded an air of sexy confidence like one of those models in the GQ magazine. 

“You said we could do anything I wanted to.” She wiggled her eyebrows. “I feel like singing.”

He leaned forward on his elbows. “You can sing into my mic anytime.”

Jazmine chuckled. “Stop being so nasty.”

Javier stood and strolled over to her, placing his hand in her back jean pocket and yanking her against him. “You love it when I talk dirty.”

The doorbell chimed.

Jazmine smacked his hand away, and then sauntered to the front door, tugging it open. Her breath caught for a moment. Damn, a tall, muscular, brown haired man was standing there. He was gorgeous, looking down at her through clear, hazel eyes, and all she could do was look back at him.

A beautiful teenage girl stood next to him. She must’ve been his daughter. Her skin was the color of caramel
, and she had the same eyes. “Hi Mrs. Martinez, I’m Alanie,” the girl said, pulling her long, curly brown hair up in a ponytail.

Javy clea
red his throat. “Jazmine, this is Commander Wood. His daughter babysits for me.”

“It’s Jeremy
.” He extended his hand. “Nice to finally meet you.”

Javier placed his arm around her waist as she took his hand. “Nice to meet you
, too.” She released his palm.

“Excuse me, where’s cookie monster?” Alanie peer
ed into the house.

“He’s sleeping.” Jazmine opened the door wider to allow Alanie in. “He might sleep through the night.”

The teen entered their home.

“Sir, thanks for bringing her by,” Javier said.

“Javier, it’s Jeremy when we’re not on base.”

“It’s a habit
. Are you going to Peter’s bachelor party?”

Jazmine placed her hand on her hip. “What bachelor party?”

Jeremy chuckled. “Oops, didn’t clear it with the wife?”

“I’m just kidding
.” She smiled.

“I’ll bring her home, and i
f we get back too late, I’ll drop her off in the morning, if that’s okay?”

“You can keep her,” Jeremy said
, ambling down the driveway. He stopped and shook his head. “I take that back, Malanie would kill me. See you next week.”

Javier closed the door, and they strolled over to the living room. “Alanie
, how have you been?”

“Great
. I talked to Lucy, she said she might be coming here for the summer.”

“Maybe
.” He went up the stairs, and yelled down, “Jazz we’re leaving in ten!”

“Mrs. Martinez, it’s really nice to meet Nicky’s mom. He’s
a great baby.”

“Alanie, please call me Jazmine.”

“Okay.”

“Anything in the refrigerator and pantry is up for grabs
.” Jazmine grabbed the TV remote and gave it to her. “If you need anything, please call my cell. My number is on the refrigerator.”

“We’ll be fine. I’m CPR certified.”

“That’s awesome.”

“Yep
, had to practice on my sister—after I choked her.” Alanie giggled.

Jazmine’s eyes widen
ed.

“Just kidding
, Mrs. Jazmine, he usually sleeps the whole time I’m here.” She clicked the TV on. “I have a little sister; I have lots of training.”

Heavy thuds echoed through the foyer and Jazmine smiled
. “We’re leaving.”

“Have fun
,” Alanie replied as she plopped down on the sofa

***

Javier walked behind Jazmine with his hand on her ass, entering the lounge. He didn’t like the way guys stared at her. She looked amazing; her make-up was flawless, and her dangling earrings matched the red shirt and pumps she wore. His cock jerked just thinking of the things he wanted to do to her when they got home.

He left her on the far wall, where he could see her
, and he stalked to the bar and ordered their drinks. Some dude went over to Jazmine and started talking. He clenched his jaw, and then cracked his knuckles—fuck he was jealous. Jazmine polity smiled and turned away from the man. 

He couldn’t believe she was his
, never in a million years did he think he would end up with such a beauty. He wasn’t looking for her, but she was all he needed.

The bartender gave him his drinks
, and he marched straight to her. There was another fool trying to get her to dance.

“Thank you, but no,” she said
, swaying from side to side.

“Come on
, baby, just one dance.” The guy moved closer.

Jazmine stepped back. “I’m here with someone
,” she said in a stern voice.

“Where?” he said
, trying to grab her hand.

“Right here!” Javier glared at the short man. He moved in front of him and leaned down
, kissing her and ignoring him.

She smiled against his lips. “I had that.”

He handed her the glass of red wine. “I know you did, but that’s why you have me.”

He took a gulp of his drink,
and he moved behind her with his hands over her shoulders. “Babe, leave on those pumps when we get home.”

She laughed
, leaning her head back on his chest.

“They’ll make nice earrings
.” He pictured her feet dangling by her ears.

She turned in his arms,
and his hands slid to the arch of her back.

“I don’t think I’m that flexible.”

“Oh, but you are.” He kissed her, tasting mint and wine. He saw some people getting up from a table in front of the stage. “Come on, I see a table.” He grabbed her hand and maneuvered them through the crowd to sit.

“I have a surprise for you
.” She took a sip of her wine.

“What are you up to?” He placed his hands on her leg and began tracing her seam. “I know something you can give me.”

As he caressed her, he could see desire in her sparkling eyes. He would never get tired of seeing her cum, the thought had him instantly hard.

“It’s a talent you didn’t know I have
.” She jokingly slapped his hands away.

He sat back in his chair. “It better be good.”

The karaoke portion of the night began—he hated Karaoke—but he would do anything to see her smile, even if it meant enduring terrible singers.

Jazmine was screaming and laughing, singing along,
and cheering them on.

He
sipped on his third drink, shouting over the music. “She sucks!”

She rolled her eyes at him, and
then waved her hands in the air from side to side. He’d never seen her so free and relaxed. She was on her second glass of wine. He had to start drinking water, or else they would have to catch a cab.

Everyone clapped or booed at the red head
; the MC got up on the stage, and started talking about a whole bunch of nothing, and then he said, “Jazmine O’Neal.”

Javier eyes widen
ed, and he gaped at Jazmine when she got up. She blew a kiss at him.

She strolled up on stage, and
then grabbed the mic. He gawked at her as the music started playing. He knew exactly which song it was,
Giving Him Something He Can Feel, by En Vogue.
She began to sway sensually from side to side.

He heard men in the crowd whistling, chanting take it off
, but he ignored them. That was his woman.

“Papi, this is for you
.” She grabbed the mic, pointing at him.

Javier straightened in his chair, fixing his erection and giving her his full attention. No one in the room mattered but her.

Jazmine started singing,
“Shoo… Shoo… Ohhh… Many say that I’m too young, to let you…”
Damn, she sounded just like Dawn. She was doing the exact moves En Vogue did in the video, and his cock pushed against the zipper of his jeans. Her voice was hypnotizing him.

She seductively came down the stairs and danced her way over to him. She stood in front of him, and
then dropped down before slowly rising back up. The crowd whistled and cheered. Jazmine closed his legs and placed hers on either side of his; she twined her hips, rotating them, and then started to grind on him.

He let her do her thing, placing his hands on the back of his head, chuckling. She was singing her ass off. Jazmine was full of surprises.

“My man.” She bowed and gave him a deep kiss. “I love you,” she said against his lips as the music ended.

***

Malcolm and Eva entered the karaoke lounge.

He stopped in his tracks when he saw Jazmine singing on stage, she was smiling
and dancing, this was the Jazmine he missed. His cock throbbed watching her dance moves, remembering their old days in bed. His smile faded when he noticed she was singing to someone in the front row.

Eva placed her arm around his waist. “Oh
, I see my cousin’s here.”

He struggled to pull from her touch and glared at her. “You knew she would be here tonight
. You wanted her to see us together.”

“I had no idea my cousin would be here, ‘specially with her new man
.” Eva placed her hand on her hip.

“Where?”

“Right over there,” Eva pointed at a white guy in the front, but he couldn’t see his face.

He moved a few steps. “That white dude.”

“Nope, he’s Hispanic.”

And then Jazmine started walking down the steps, stood in front of the fella, and began practically fucking him. He clenched his jaw and balled his fist
s. It was like someone punched him in the gut. When she leaned down and kissed him, he saw the motherfucker. “Martinez? Fuck no!” He shoved through the crowd to get over to the table.

***

Out of nowhere, someone snatched Jazmine off of him.

“You motherfucker
!” And then the stranger struck him in the jaw, making him tumble off of the chair. Everyone around them moved.

Javier got up, touching his face
and cracking his jaw. He lost it when he saw Malcolm had his hand around Jazmine’s arm, shaking her. “How could you do this, and with him!” he yelled in her face.

Without thinking
, Javier balled his fist and connected with Malcolm’s left cheek, and then his mouth. Malcolm stumbled back, and when he straightened, his bottom lip was bleeding.

Javier glanced at Jazmine and saw the fear in her eyes. Caught off guard
, Malcolm swung at him again, and Javier ducked.

“Look
, I don’t want to fight you.” Javier was furious. He knew his temper. If he fought Malcolm, he knew he could hurt him. He’d been a fighter all of his life.

“You fucked him!” he screamed at Jazmine.

Jazmine glared at him, and then he stupidly grabbed at her again. This time she started to chant. “Please don’t touch me…”

“Malcolm
, take your hands off of her,” Javier spat.

“Don’t touch me, don’t touch me!”
she wailed.

Javier was about to pounce on him, when all of a sudden
, she pulled away her arm and slapped him. “When I say no, I mean no!”

Malcolm raised his fist to strike her back. Javier jumped him. He struck him with his left fist and then his right
. “I told you not to touch my wife!”