Jasmine POV
"Go upstairs and get out your school clothes baby girl." I told Lori once we stepped into the house.
She nodded and ran up the stairs. The lights are all off downstairs but I can see the porch light is on. I placed my purse on the floor and walked through the the kitchen and towards the porch doors. I could see Mario sitting down smoking a blunt.
I quietly opened the door and then closed it behind me. I still hate the smell of weed. Never liked it in my life.
"You? Smoking? I can't believe my eyes." I joked which just earned a dry chuckle from him.
"Yah. Been a while." he mumbled taking another hit from the blunt.
I sighed and took a seat on his lap. He wrapped his arm around my waist securely. I already know my clothes are going to stink.
"What's wrong? You stressed?" I asked him, running my fingers through his hair which needs to be cut.
"Something like that." he mumbled. "You love me Jasmine?" He asked, randomly. The question kind of surprised me.
"You shouldn't even have to ask me that. You know I love you." I said then kissed his cheek.
"Yah, I don't know why I asked that." he said followed by a nervous chuckle. "what if I fucked up?" He asked. I looked at him with a frown on my face. I tried to get up but he pulled me down.
"Did you fuck up? What did you do Mario? I swear to God..." I sighed loudly, not even looking at him.
"Jasmine calm down. I just asked a question. I haven't done anything alright. Just answer the question."
"I don't know Mario. Don't ducking scare me like that. I would be heartbroken if you fuck me over. Don't ever play like that again." I snapped.
"Alright. I'm sorry baby girl." He said, placin a soft kiss on my lips. He put out his blunt then stood up.
He held my hand as he led me back into the house and headed up the stairs.
Mario better not fucking play with me. I will literally kill him if he cheats on me. I'm not playing. Plus, I'm not gonna sit around looking stupid if he is playing me. I'm out if he messes up for real.
I closed the door behind me once we got upstairs. I watched him as he undressed, throwing his clothes into the dirty clothes hamper.
"Anyways," I started, getting his attention. "The decorator said that the house will be finish by the end of the month so we can move in soon. Im excited." I said with a small smile.
"That's good. I started to think you forgot about the house." he chuckled.
I low key did forget about it because of other shit happening but I'm not going to admit that to Mario. He paid damn near a million dollars on that shit plus the money for furniture. I would look horrible for forgetting.
"I want to take Lori to California with me next week. I have my community center grand opening and I think it will be good for her to go and be around the kids."
"I guess. But I can't go." I said.
"Why?" He asked, turning around to look at me.
"Well two things actually. One, I have to do thing for the barber shop/hair salon. Then, I've been meaning to ask you, I've been getting a lot of offers about hosting club nights and events." I said, slowly, scared for what he would say.
"So you want to become a hostess now eh?" He asked. He's annoyed.
"I think it will be a great opportunity. I just want to try it out. If it isn't my thing then it's not." I shrugged.
