Page 43 of Still Forever
“Mrs. Jennings,” I said lowly as I walked up to her. She turned to me and smiled.
“Mr. Jennings.” She said back.
“What you doing out here?”
“I’m just soaking in the moment. It feels so surreal. I’m overwhelmed but in the best way possible.”
I nodded. Understanding exactly what she meant because I had been feeling the same way for the last two weeks.
She looked up at the night sky, and I pulled her close to me.
“Baby, that older woman who was sitting in the front at the wedding. Who is she?” She took her head from my chest, brows furrowed.
“The Matron? The Don of New York’s mother. Why?”
“She was following me. I’ve seen her three times,” she said lowly.
“Because I had the order not to contact you. But that’s behind us, we’re married now.” She lay her head back on my chest, and her body relaxed.
I let her mind wander, let her do all the stargazing that she wanted to do. Then I heard the sounds of music. We looked up toward the balcony when we heard the sounds of the saxophone, violin, and flute. Kennedy laughed.
“Aww, Jax, dance with me. They’re giving us a private performance,” She giggled as she held her hands out.
They played the instrumental of a song as I looked at Kennedy and smirked. A nigga wasn’t the type to dance, but I’d do whatever to make her happy, so I didn’t even put up a fight.
Standing there, with her in my arms, my ring on her hand, and the weight of every man watching who thought she was a liability, I knew. I’d burn the world down before I lost her again.
“Good morning, baby,” KD said as she stood at the stove and scrambled eggs what looked like an entire carton of eggs. I went over to her and peppered kisses on her neck before sitting at the kitchen island.
“Morning, why you back up so early?” I yawned and stretched.
“I’m the only one that’s not drunk, so I figured I could at least make breakfast for everyone.” She giggled.
She moved around the kitchen like a chef. KD was cold on the pots; she cooked and baked as if she had been raised by her grandma.
We had been in Jamaica for two of fourteen days. What was supposed to have been a honeymoon turned into a couple’s trip. Kennedy invited everyone to come for the first week, and then we would spend the next week alone. Our promotion in the Mafia to elites left everyone’s schedule clear, and they didn’t think twice about coming.
Storm and Trouble came, Judah brought a chick named Alexis, and Zo and Remy were here too. I fucked with Zo the long way. He kept my team running smoothly and ensured my wife's safety. The night after the dinner, he came to me and told methat he was feeling Remy. He asked if I would have an issue with it. He should have known that I didn’t care about anything aside from KD, but the fact that he asked before he did anything made me respect him more.
Judah stumbled out of his room; his face was evidence of the fact that we didn’t make it home until almost five a.m. Nigga didn’t even say good morning. Just got right down to his bullshit.
“I’m surprised that you can walk this morning, Kenn. Y’all muhfuckas kept me up all last night. And Jax, I’m disgusted by you, for real, G. I wish I could unhear everything I heard,” He gritted with his nose turned up and sat in the bar stool next to me.
“Nigga what the fuck you talking about?” I glanced toward KD, who was also confused.
“Ain’t y’all room on top of mine?” He asked.
“No, the master bedroom is on that side of the house,” She pointed in the opposite direction.
“Well, who the fuck—” Before he could say anything else, the door upstairs opened and out walked Storm.
He fell to his knees, “not my sweet innocent rainstorm. My heart hurts.” We all broke into laughter before she turned off the stove and started to plate everyone’s food.
It had been over twenty years since we were all under the same roof, and I can’t lie and say that I don’t appreciate KD for suggesting it. But I knew with this clown ass nigga it was going to be a long fucking week.
“We don’t have much time before our day is supposed to start,” She reminded me. Her and Storm had planned the entire week from sunup to sundown, even the times that we would eat. We were two days in, and I was already tired as hell.
My business phone started to ring.
