Chapter 9
S upreme
It had been almost three weeks since I had seen Jrue.
The main reason that I didn’t do relationships these days was because I didn’t like that long distance shit.
I traveled most of the time, and it wasn’t fair to expect a woman to wait around or rearrange her life just to be with me.
I had been checking in with her as much as I could and making sure she kept fresh roses.
I didn’t want her to think the shit that her punk ass brother had going on affected our situation.
I wanted to put my foot in Jrake’s ass for the shit he was pulling, but out of respect for Jrue, I was trying to hold my peace. I had to calm Eamon down because he wasn’t as levelheaded as me when it came to disrespect.
Jrake was a peon to me. I couldn’t blame him for being mad at how shit went down, but it wasn’t my fault that the boy had bad luck. That was exactly what I told the people who had the audacity to ask. I was done speaking on the shit.
The only thing I would be doing was making him famous. I would let him have his fifteen minutes because at the end of the day, I would still have Jrue. I wasn’t fucking that up over a hating ass nigga running his dick sucker.
I tapped my foot nervously as I sat at the table.
The room was decorated with everything red, including the candles.
There were probably a thousand roses. I rented a room at the back of a restaurant, where we could have complete privacy.
Just because I didn’t want to be seen out anywhere didn’t mean I didn’t want to have a good night.
A piping hot dinner for two waited under silver domes, but the only thing I had an appetite for was the woman who finally wandered into the room looking bewildered.
“Hey, baby,” I said, standing to my feet and crossing the room to greet her.
“You did all this for me, Ian?”
“Don’t sound so surprised. I told you that I missed you.”
“It’s beautiful,” Jrue cooed, throwing her arms around me when I finally reached her.
I dropped a kiss on her lips. My arms enveloped her as I absorbed the softness of her body in my hands.
“Nowhere as beautiful as you.”
I took her hand and gave her a twirl as I admired one of my favorite dresses on her. It was long and black like the one she wore the night we met, minus the split. This one hugged her body all the way down to her ankles. It only took a few encounters for me to realize that Jrue loved to wear black.
“You would say that.”
“Why would I lie?”
“You better not.”
“Are you ready to eat?”
“I’m starving. I’ve been making calls all day. The two events I have coming up have me running on E.”
“Well, have a seat and tell me all about your day.”
“My day was boring. Tell me about yours. I heard both of your interviews today.”
I threw my head back, prepared to be chastised about how I talked about her brother.
I could only play so nicely. The boy had been begging for a good ass whupping.
That bitch ass nigga owed me enough money to get him put in a shallow grave, and he had the audacity to have my name in his mouth every chance he got.
Jrue was the only thing saving him. I wasn’t sure how long that would hold him.
I sighed before responding to her comment. Hopefully, Jrake Peterson would only be a footnote in our conversation because I didn’t care to discuss him at all.
“Look, I did the best I could.”
“What do you mean? I thought you did great. Were you nervous or something?”
“No, I’m just tired of everyone I run across asking me about Jrake. All I want to talk about is my upcoming tour and my last album. Shit, I have a brand-new beautiful ass girlfriend, and nobody is even talking about it besides your punk ass brother.”
“Ignore him, baby. We both know that he’s just mad.”
“Yeah, you’re right, but that shit is really fucking with me. I want to bust his ass, but I’m staying off him on the strength of you and Jeremiah.”
“Thank you for that. I really appreciate it. I have a question, though,” she said, tilting her head to the side and smiling as she waited for my response.
“What is it?” I asked, immediately getting anxious.
Women always had something up their sleeves when they mentioned the question on their minds before actually asking said question.
“Since when do you have a girlfriend? You told me you were single.”
Her actual question made me smile. “Don’t play with me, Jrucilla.”
“I’m not playing. I didn’t know you had a girlfriend. Should I leave?”
The smile still played on my lips as I considered Jrue’s statement. “If you leave, I’ll just follow you.”
“What about your girlfriend, though? I’m single. I shouldn’t be sitting here with a man who has a girl.”
I chuckled as I pushed back from the table. Jrue kept her head cocked to the side as I crossed the room and plucked a rose from one of the bouquets. I moved back over to the table and kneeled next to Jrue. When she looked down at me, I dropped the smile so she would understand how serious I was.
“Jrucilla Peterson, will you be my girlfriend?” I asked, extending the rose to her.
“I don’t know.” She grinned.
“Girl, if you don’t?—”
“I’m just playing, Supreme. Yes, I will be your girlfriend. It’s about time you asked.”
“Good,” I said, standing and scooping her up out of the chair as I stood.
Her fingersburrowed into my hair as she pulled my lips to hers. I welcomed the softness of her, lowering myself to my knees as I placed her back in the chair.
“Let me fuck you.”
“What if somebody?—”
“Nobody’s coming, Jrue,” I assured her. Gathering the hem of her dress in my hands, I pushed her dress up to her thighs as I slid between them. “Did you miss me?”
“Yes. I thought maybe you were letting my brother’s interviews get to you.”
“I know he’s clout chasing. I can’t blame the man for trying to get his shine on. I wish he would keep my fucking name out of his mouth, though.”
“Me too, baby. I’m so sorry he’s doing this.”
“I hate that he’s dragging you into this shit.”
“You know he said that you knew I was his sister when you met me, and that’s why you’ve got me on your arm,” Jrue mentioned. I didn’t like the way her eyes skirted away from mine while she spoke.
“Do you believe that?”
“Should I?”
“Even if I did, what would I gain from fucking with you?”
“That’s not an answer, Ian.”
“The most important thing is that you didn’t know who I was. Do you know how many women I run into that only want to fuck with me because of what they think my fame can get them? You didn’t see that when you saw me. You just saw a nigga who was trying to get at you.”
“And it still don’t mean shit. A famous nigga can get left too.”
“Stop playing with me. Why I gotta keep telling you that, lady?”
“You didn’t answer my question, Ian. Did you know that I was Jrake’s sister?”
“Not at first,” I confessed. “I found out right before you did. A week or so after his birthday party. That didn’t make me want you any more or less. I was already locked in.”
“You expect me to believe that? Get off me!” she fussed, shoving my chest with the palms of her hands.
I caught her wrists and moved her hands from my chest up to my lips.
“Stop, baby. Don’t let him get in your head.
You know I rock with you. I want you to go on the road with me.
I’ll think of a way to put you on the payroll.
You can plan or organize something or whatever. Do what you do, but for me.”
“What about Jeremiah? I can’t just leave him.”
“Bring him too. I want to show him how life on the road is. He should get an up close and personal look before he commits to it. I can teach him a lot of shit too. Firsthand experience is the best teacher, Jrue.”
“Did Jeremiah put you up to this?”
“He didn’t have to. I’ve been thinking about it since the last time I had to leave you behind.
I don’t even like thinking about it, Jrue.
I need to have you around to keep me grounded and to pick on me about how stupid all this Hollywood shit is.
I need you to hide out from the cameras with me.
I need my friend and my lover on the road with me.
Just tell me what I have to do to make that happen. ”
“Let me talk to Jeremiah about that first. I owe it to him to let him make that decision on his own. If he rather stay and go to school with his friends, then I’ll have to wait until the summer or something.”
Jrue just didn’t know that I had already run the idea by Jeremiah first. I wanted to know how he felt about the idea before I presented it to Jrue. She was the one that I was worried about. I couldn’t wait to have them on the road with me.
“Now come here,” I said, slipping my fingers into the warmth between her thighs.
“She missed you.” Jrue purred.
“Well let me make it up to her,” I said, using my free hand to loosen my belt.
I groaned in relief when I finally sank into her oasis.
Jrue wrapped her legs around me and clawed at my head as I plunged into her over and over.
I got lost in the euphoria, but before I knew it, I was releasing all the stress of the day.
Jrue kept her eyes glued to me as I dropped a kiss on her parted lips.
“Do I need to book you through your website, or can I hire you on the spot?” I asked as I backed up and fastened my jeans.
“I don’t know. Thanks to your endorsement, I’m busier than I’ve ever been.”
“So I gotta book my own woman through a website. That’s so impersonal.”
“What are you talking about?”
“I need you to plan something for me.”
“Something like what?” she asked.
I loved how she beamed whenever I mentioned her job. As much as I wanted her glued to my hip, I would never try to take Jrue away from her career.
“I want to plan a date with my girlfriend. Something real fancy and sweet. You know what girls like.”
“So, you want me to plan my own date?”
“I want to compensate you for your time as well as show you a good time. Set something up once a month for the next six months.”
“Only six months?”