Chapter 4: Jammy to Your Cupcakes
Mini opened and closed her hand before making a tiny fist and bringing it to her mouth. She sucked on it loudly, slobber dribbling down her chin and on her dress. I gave a sheepish look at Jenna, who stood with one hand placed firmly on her left hip.
"How was she?" I say, rocking her tiny body in my arms. Jenna brought her finger up to her lip and looked up in deep thought.
Suddenly she gasped and gave a sarcastic grin, "Well, she spat up all over my carpet. Two times." I cringe and scratch at my neck. "Then she cried and would not stop. I gave her the pacifier, and she spat it out."
I looked down at Nellie and scowled. "Did you try music?" I say offhandedly, "Nellie loves music."
Jenna scoffs and rolls her eyes, "Well not enough to shut up when the Young and the Restless is on. Seriously, Jacob. She obviously misses you a lot." I could feel Jenna getting pissed by every passing second.
I close my eyes and inhale before giving Jenna a shaky grin. I owed her my life and my paycheck. "Thanks for this week, Jenna." I turn on my heel and she smiles at me before promptly closing the door. As I walk back to my apartment, I decide that Mini needs a stern talking to.
"Mini, you know I love you, right? You're my mini." I start, cradling her gently. Mini spits on her shirt. Sigh. "I do these things, because I love you. I go to work to pay the bills so you can have a crib, and a house and everything you need and some of the things that you want. You gotta make this easier. This is the third time you did this."
She garbles out something, sticking her tongue out and grins. "It isn't funny." I tell her, even though my face hurts from smiling. I missed my Mini this week. I had today, tomorrow, and the weekend with my girl.
I wasn't going to waste a second.
I open up the door to my apartment and settle on the couch, tucking Mini into my arm. I rub her arm and hum some songs to her, eating some potato chips on the table. I really was trying to be patient with Mini because I have been super busy trying to bring in some steady income. Getting a good babysitter was hard. Getting a good babysitter that Mini liked was nearly impossible. The first time I left her with Jenna, she was decent. Sure, she cried a lot, ate a lot, and was restless until I got home, but it was nothing compared to when I left her with Nik. She threw toys at his head, cried, threw some more toys and then spat up all over her clothes. Nik and Mini didn't get along at all. I can't deny I was a little proud, though.
I smile at the old thought before I hear an urgent knock at the door. Mini peers up at me and then at the door before she closes her eyes in exasperation. The rapping continues and I lean down to give Mini a big kiss on her cheek.
"Let's not get that." She opens her eyes and makes a happy 'dah' sound that I grin at. The knocking at the door stops, and I resume my lazy ritual, reaching into my chip bag. I keep humming when suddenly I hear a 'click' noise. I stand up abruptly, keeping Nellie nestled on the couch, ready to kill whoever decided to barge in. My front door handle turns twice before it bursts open for me to see a very frazzled looking Elena.
"What the fuck?"
"I can't believe that you broke into my house for this shit. We're not done talking about that, by the way."
Elena shrugs and runs a hand through her long hair that falls just above the nice ass. I've missed that ass. "Yeah, well. I needed your help."
Mini seems happy as hell to see her, because she nearly bounces in my carrier, reaching her hands out to touch Elena. Elena gives her a finger that Mini latches onto happily.
