Lauren Monique
"Babe, your phone is ringing again" Elijah nudged me for the fifth time
"Answer it then, I know you see me trying to sleep" slapping his hand I adjusted my blanket
"What?" he snaps into the phone "if he isn't going to apologize Lauren isn't going to help him, she already told you that"
Opening my eyes I chuckled to myself watching Elijah pinch the bridge of his nose with his eyes closed.
"This isn't her problem, she don't have to do anything" he states irritatedly "why would I help? I don't know him well enough to do anything"
"Hang up" I shrug reaching for his glass cup, grabbing it I took a sip before sipping it out "that's nasty as hell"
"It's not for you" he shrugs taking it back, putting my phone on his desk "Hailey wants you to prove Lucas is innocent and get him out"
"Did he apologize?" I ask, taking Elijah's Burrito then getting it "mm this is good"
"No he did not and Hailey told me he doesn't plan on it" Elijah sighs, taking the burrito back "stop taking my stuff, if your hungry Benjamin will make you something to eat"
"I'm seriously telling Vivian on you, first you were neglecting me and now you're starving me? I can't deal" I mumble side eyeing him as I took my phone from his desk, scrolling through my contacts I found Vivian's. "Lets see how she feels about this"
"Babe wait" Elijah shouts abruptly holding his burrito out to me "just take it, no need to call my mother"
Perks of him being a mama's boy, he caves into every and anything when I mention her
"Thanks Papa" I grin biting into it, he frowned holding his head up with his hand.
"My mother is going to hate me by the end of the year dealing with you" he mumbles lowly
"Nah she won't" I waved him off eating half his burrito before giving it back. "I was just playing anyways"
"If you say so" he nods standing up, unbuttoning his shirt "I'm going to the gym for a while then getting my calf tattooed right after, I'll be home late"
"No, don't leave me" I whine pulling his arm "you're supposed to be sending time with me"
"That's what I've been doing, Love" Elijah picks me up, leading me to his room "don't you think it's time for you to move your things back into our room"
"Later" I shrug sitting on the bed, watching him change into a white shirt and jeans. "Can I go with you?"
"I asked you earlier if you wanted to go, you said no"
"You said to the gym and nothing else, I thought you were gonna make me work out"
"I thought about it" shrugging he smiles cheekily "but now I would like to work out"
"Don't leave without me, I wanna come" getting up quickly I ran to my room "he better not leave me"
Changing into stretchy pants and a big shirt I couldn't put on my shoes so I took them back to Elijah.
"Can you help me" I sat on the bed holding my feet out "my stomach is getting somewhat in the way"
He smiled softly taking the shoes putting them on then tying it.
"What are we doing for Delilah's birthday? It's in two weeks"
"You gotta figure that out yourself" I shrug brushing my arm against his length "you're the one that turned her into a tomboy, one minute she's all about princesses then the next she wants to fight and pretend she's Captain America or a ninja turtle-oh and don't forget a damn power ranger"
"It's the perfect balance" he frowns warily "I'll figure something out"
"I wanna go cake testing, to figure out which one I want for the baby shower"
"I already know what kind you're going to get"
"Mhm what kind?" I ask wrapping my arms around his neck as he stands up, then I locked my legs around his torso. "Kisses!"
"Strawberry shortcake with real strawberries on top" he shrugs grabbing the back of my neck pressing my forehead to his. "one day you're going to jump on me and I won't catch you"
"That'll be the day I beat yo ass" I nod puckering my lips
"I'm not in the mood to kiss you" smirking he carried me out the room and down the stairs
Tears welled my eyes as I nod softly fixing my gaze on the floor.
"Babe, I'm joking" Elijah lifts my chin connecting our lips. "I forgot how sensitive you get over kisses"
"I'm not sensitive" pushing his head back I wiggled out of his arms. "It's the hormones"
"I know, I remember when we started dating the first time you where full blown crying because I didn't kiss you" he nods opening the front door stepping aside. "Ladies first"
Side eyeing him I grabbed my camera from the coffee table before going to his SUV.
"Please peasant open my door" I sigh dramatically using my wrist to my forehead
"Yes my King" Elijah bows stiffly opening the door holding out a hand. "please Sire let me help you"
"Very well" taking his hand in mines, I stepped into the truck putting my seat belt on. Elijah closed the door then jogged around to the driver side getting in.
We locked eyes before bursting out into a fit of laughter.
"I wish everyday was like this, filled with laugher and smiles" Elijah sighs pressing my palm to his cheek. "Princess is coming home tonight right?"
"We talked about this earlier, she's spending time with her pop pop and I kinda like having you to myself. Soon Squirt will be here and our alone time will no longer exist, the kids will take over our lives forever" I gasp dramatically touching my chest. "they'll take all our money and sell our house then dump us into a nursing home"
"What have you been watching?" Elijah chuckles slightly confused
"Russian soap operas" I shrug not thinking much of it. "you should watch it, with subtitles you know"
"I'll pass"
"Speaking of Russian, I have a friend who's a Russian spy name Alik. He's mean as shit but I think he likes me-in a friendly way" nodding to myself I question why I haven't talk to him in so long. "I'll ask him to look into Lucas' problem later, hopefully I remember to make that call"
"Mm-hm" Elijah grunts
Staring at him I could tell he's jealous simple by the way he shifted in his seat and pushing my arm away from him as he mumbled to himself lowly.
"I love you, Papa" smirking I wiggled my eyebrows winking teasingly
"I'm sure you do" he nods glancing at me from the side of his eye.
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Al lick = AlikP.S.A commenting 'update' doesn't make me want to do it. It's annoying to see that in the comments everyday even when I do update back to back. Stop the shits :)
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