The Ride

Chapter Fifteen

Aubrey

By 4:00 AM that morning on LA time, my wife, daughter and Niko had boarded one of my private jets to Amsterdam. Even though Em would be under the protection of myself, Chubbs, Spoons and the rest of my personal security detail, I brought James and Joseph along to take extra precautions.

It was one in the afternoon here, but being that it was an eleven hour flight, they would land anytime around midnight.

I was longing to hold both of my girls in my arms. I missed my daughter more than I could explain and Em and I were in this weird space that was hard to describe. I just knew I had a lot of making up to do to get back on the right track with her and I planned on achieving that while she was here.

As if the guilt of my poor decision making wasn't eating at me enough, the fact that my wife didn't feel safe or protected bothered me. It's my job to care for her and our daughter and it felt like I had completely failed.

The fuck are you doing man? Your mom didn't raise you to be this guy.

As I promised her, I was parked near the runway waiting in a rental for them to arrive. Chubbs and Spoons were in a truck behind me. Normally, they would be doing the driving but I wanted Em and I to have some privacy, especially given what she had just been through.

Nerves started to set in when the jet had landed. Em could be very unpredictable at times, so I didn't know if she was going to run into my arms, curse me out or ignore me. On one end, I loved that about her because it kept me on my toes but on the other hand it made a nigga nervous.

I watched intently as she walked down the steps wearing one of my OVO hoodies with the drawstrings pulled tight enough to almost cover her whole face, a pair of red Nike leggings that shaped her ass perfectly and sneakers of the same brand.

Although it was obvious that she had gotten dressed in a hurry, she still looked beautiful.

James and Joseph put Em's bags in the trunk for her, while Niko loaded my sleeping princess up in the backseat. I gazed at my baby in awe. She already looks like she's gotten bigger since the last time I had saw her.

I got out and walked around to the passengers side to open the door for Em. She kept her eyes on her phone as she got in, sitting her nude Birkin bag on her lap without saying a word.

"Oh boy," I mumbled to myself after closing the door, "alright AG, you got work to do."

I gave Spoons the signal to start the roll out procedure as I walked back around to the drivers side. Knowing that she was about to be a hard ass on purpose, I took a deep breath and prepared myself for whatever she was about to throw my way.

"How was your flight?" I asked, cranking up the car and turning up the heat, "you okay?"

She nodded, giving me part of her attention as she continued scrolling on her phone, "it was fine. I'm okay."

I looked at her for a few seconds, just taking in her presence. The 33 degree weather had her lips quivering. She rubbed her hands together to create more warmth. I reached towards the console to activate the seat warmers.

To my surprise, she allowed our fingers to interlock when I reached for her hand after pulling off. I held it the entire drive. Kissing it here and there to show my affection, smiling at the fact that her wedding ring was there and sparkling every time the streetlights hit it.

Within the last 24 hours, I had requested a change in location as to where I was staying for more reasons than one. I wanted my wife and daughter to be comfortable and to feel safe. Whenever I was with the two of them, paparazzi and fans were a little more aggressive in wanting photos and footage so the extra privacy was a must. Aside from that, it would've fucked with me mentally to have Em in the same room that another woman had been in.