Jamie || BWWM

Lair | 14

That following morning I woke up early to wake up Julian.

I did my morning business and made my way to his room.

"Rise and shine," I say as I open his door.

I see him playing with some toy dinosaurs. "Aww, your so cute," I coo out.

"Why didn't you knock miss girl?" he says putting all his toys back in his toy box

"I'm sorry, I thought you were asleep. But come here and hug your mother."

"It's noon and your not my mother. I don't have one and how would father react if he heard you saying that." Julian smirks.

"I don't know but don't tell him. We wouldn't want him getting angry, right?" I try to reason with him. Everything I do he go back and tell his father.

Like I'm minding my business eating my favorite cereal in the kitchen Jamie comes in telling me to stop eating his son's cereal.

Well damn, why can't we both like that same cereal.

And another time when I was asking one of his guards when does the sunset? Julian goes and tells Jamie I was trynna flirt with his men.

He's trynna ruining what I and Jamie got going on but it ain't going to be easy. I love his father and I believe he loves me back but that's not the point.

"Fine, I won't tell him, if I have a good time at this lame picnic."

"I won't disappoint you," I gave him a small smile and walked out of his room.

Talking to that Lil boy is a workout, got me sweating like a pastor.

I walk to the kitchen and begin to make prep the basket. I already made the food before I went to bed last night, I just have to put it in the basket.

A few minutes later, Jamie, Luca, and Stephen walked in.

"Hey, Dream I heard you hosting a picnic party," Stephen says trying to grab the basket. I smacked his hand before he could.

"Yes but this is not a party and you're not invited. This is for me, Jamie, and baby Julian." I say putting the plates and silverware in the basket.

"Why neonata?" Jamie asks walking up behind me. He slides his hands from my butt to my inner thighs.

"Because-" I was finna say something but he lay his head in the crook of my neck. I can feel his breath brushing against my neck hair.

"Neonata we haven't had fun since my son came around and why is that?" He whispers in my ear.

I quickly get out of his hold turning around to face him. I put my hands on his chest to keep a distance. "We- don't touch me like that in front of your friends and what if your son comes in. You wouldn't want him seeing us like that." As much as I love the feeling, I can't be touchy with him in front of people. It doesn't feel right.

"Oh babe they know what we have going on and my son is not dumb, he knows why you're living here." He says.

I don't know why but I get the urge to cry. I look at his face and he's smirking. "Excuse me." I rush out of the kitchen into the nearest bathroom.

He doesn't even know what he said hurt my feelings. So I am just living here because he wants my goodies.

I don't know why I'm so mad? I knew I just couldn't accept the fact that he would never have feelings for me.

The more I think about it the more it becomes funny. I should not be embarrassed because he's right everybody does know why he let me live here.

I'm his hoe and I need to not be ashamed but be happy I have this opportunity to have a place to stay and not be homeless.