The Bodyguard

Chapter 13

Kellen

It had been boutta week since Ivy's kidnappin' and we hadn't heard a peep from that nigga King. I guess dude really was layin' low, cause ain' none of our men on 'da streets heard anything either.

We had moved back inta ha parents' house just as G had instructed and shit wun as bad as I thought. Their house was huge as f.ck so it was really like we was in two separate houses an' shit. G and Mama Bee (Ivy's mom) stayed upstairs on 'da second floor and we was downstairs on 'da first. See when you walked inta they house, you came in on the second floor so it was kinda like we was in 'da basement, but this shit was decked. We had a full theater, kitchen, game room, livin' room and three bedrooms. Seriously, this nigga G was loaded.

I walked outta my bedroom ta see Ivy curled up on 'da couch. I sighed and ran a hand down my face. She had been like this since we left tha hospital. She stayed cooped up downstairs, not wantin' ta go anywhere or see anythin'. Honestly, the shit was breakin' my heart. I was so used ta ha being sassy, and loud-mouthed it was hard to see ha as quiet as a mouse.

"Ivy, baby you gettin' out this house taday." I said takin' a seat next ta ha.

She just shrugged her shoulders and leaned inta me some mo'.

I lightly shrugged her off. "Look, Ivanna I'm not playin' witchu. You gon' stop mopin' round this bitch and we gon' go do some fun. I ain' even shown my lady off ta tha world yet." I said smirkin' down at her. A li' smirk came across her face and soon turned into a full grin. I knew she would give in afta I said that.

"Okay," she mumbled gettin' up from tha couch.

"And wea some sexy girl, so I can see that ass!" I yelled afta her. She threw the finga up at me and put a li' sexy sway in ha hips as she stalked off ta ha room.

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Afta waitin' fa what felt like an hour and a half we was finally on our way to our destination. I don't know what took women so damn long ta get dressed. Ivy was in 'dat room like she was gettin' dressed fa tha Grammy's or some shit an' ha ass came out in some skin tight jeans, a loose grey t-shirt and a li' Chanel purse that went around ha waist. No doubt tho, my baby still looked good as hell.

"So where are we going Kellen?" Ivy asked for tha fifth time since we been in 'da car.

"Woman, didn't I tell yo ass you'll see when we get thea?" I asked whippin' inta tha parkin' lot.

Ivy looked out the window as I pulled inta a park close ta the buildin'. Her eyes lit up when she realized whea we was.

"The skating rink? Really Kellen?" she asked lookin' ova at me.

I smiled and nodded. "Yeah, I used ta come hea a lot when I was younga. I just figured it was a great way fa you ta let go and have some fun fa once. Now c'mon." I unlocked the doors and hopped out. I made my way ova ta ha side of the car and opened the door, reachin' fa ha hand to help her out tha car.

Once we got inside we paid fa our skates and found a li' bench ta sit down on while we put them on.

"What makes you think I know how to skate, babe?" Ivy asked afta lacin' up one of ha skates.

I shrugged. "I don't, but ain' gone let none happen ta you, beautiful."

She bit her lip and looked away so I knew she was tryna keep from blushin', she always did that wheneva she ain' want me ta see her smilin'.

I grabbed ha chin and gently titled her head back towards me. "Nah, don't hide that gorgeous face from me, baby. I love seein' you smile and I love makin' you smile even more."