Her Favorite - Jordan Poole

seventeen

Lydia POV

"No matter what you say, what you do," I hum as 3005 by Childish Gambino played through the speaker as all the girls had been getting their hair and makeup done.

"You're skin is so clear," The makeup artist says and I smile at her. "Thank you!" I say before looking back down at my phone. Even though I'm on 'vacation' I still have work. I had been texting Normani's manager trying to figure out a few things.

"Knock Knock," I hear a familiar voice say on the other side of the bridal suite door. Jordan. "Is everyone dressed?" He asked.

"Yes!" Layla says as the hair stylist blow-dried her hair. I look over at the door to see him walking in with two Starbucks cups in his hand. "I'll be right back," The makeup artist says to me and I nod.

"Morning baby," He says walking over to me and I smile. "Good morning my love," I reply as he leans down to connect our lips.

"Booo! Get out JP!" Olivia yells from her chair as one of the hairstylists had been slicking her hair into a low ponytail. He smiles pulling away from the kiss before sitting down on the empty chair next to me.

"Here. I got you your favorite." He says handing me one of the cups. "Aw, babe," I say taking it from him. "Let's see if you got it right," I say taking a sip of it. He watches me intently as I drink from the cup.

"Amazing," I say setting the cup down and he smiles. "Good because if it wasn't, I was going to take that shit back." He jokes and I smile.

"How's your hand?" I ask setting down my phone and taking ahold of his hand that was still wrapped. "It's a little sore but I'll be fine." He says as I peck his knuckles before setting them down.

"I'm kind of upset that I didn't get to wake up to you this morning." He says leaning back in the chair and manspreading. Whore.

"Are you upset that you weren't graced with my face or my kitty?" I lowly say loud enough for only him to hear. "Both." He says with a smirk and I roll my eyes.

"Your hand is injured," I say and he kisses his teeth. "Baby..." He trails off and I smile. "That does not stop nothing." He says leaning forward and resting his hand on my inner thigh.

"Poole leave my sister alone." I hear Layla say and I smile. "Tell your sister to stop-" Before he could finish his sentence I cover his mouth.

"I just know some out-of-pocket shit is about to come out of that big mouth of yours," I say and he laughs.

"Is Aria awake?" I ask uncovering his mouth and he nods taking a sip of his refresher. "Yes. She is eating breakfast with your mom." He says and I nod.

"Once she is done, can you get her showered and dressed? You can put on that Essentials sweatsuit set on her and then bring her to my mom so she can do her hair." I say and he nods before standing up.

"You got it, boss." He says leaning down and capturing my lips. I cup his cheek and I hear Olivia gag. I pull away to see her face scrunched up.

"I feel like when you two kiss you don't kiss like normal couples." She starts and I shake my head. "You kiss like you are about to have sex."

"Do you want to see us have sex?" Jordan asked in a sarcastic tone and she sticks her middle finger up at him.

"I'll see in a few." He says and I nod as he pecks my lips one more time. "Bye. I love you." I say and he smiles.

"I love you more princess." And with that he walks out of the room, leaving us girls to finish getting ready.

"Pause where is Anthony? I need my Starbucks too!"