Chapter Thirty

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I wiped the sweat off my neck as I waved goodbye to my fans. I watched the curtain close and let out a breath.

"Sir." Jace said.

I looked at him and noticed he was holding my phone.

"Any call from my wife?" I asked taking it out of his hand.

"No sir." Jace said.

I sighed, two stubborn motherfuckers. I followed behind Jace as I dialed Jya's number. I placed it on my ear as I waited for her to answer.

"Hello." She mumbled.

"You were sleep weren't you?" I asked.

"No." She mumbled.

I chuckled.

"Liar." I said.

"How was the show?" She asked.

"It was...ok, not my best." I said getting into the car.

I was in Hong Kong, and the show was sold out. I performed my ass off but my head was somewhere else of course.

"I'm sorry." She said.

I closed my eyes and sighed.

"I'm sorry about the way I reacted. I was upset and I shouldn't have snapped on you." I said.

"I understand you were mad. I don't like fighting with you Bam." She said.

"I don't like with you either Boots, it's just...I know what I have with you and I just don't want anyone to jeopardize it." I explained.

"No one will come in between us you know this." She said.

"Yeah, I know. When are you supposed to do his daughter's hair?" I asked.

"I'm not...I sent him to a friend of mine. She specializes with kids anyway so." She said.

I let out a mental breath, thank god.

"Ok." I said.

"Ok." She said.

"I miss you." I said.

"I miss you too." She said.

I smiled.

"Get some sleep we'll talk later ok." I said.

"Ok, I love you." She said.

"I love you too." I said hanging up.

I sat back and smiled.

"Jace." I said.

"Sir." He said.

"When you worked for Jackson, how'd he and Lyza make it work when he was touring?" I asked.

He chuckled.

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