you need your stuff?”
“I love you for trying to lead a healthier lifestyle, but I’ll take my toxic shampoo over your non-toxic, doesn’t-do-shit-for-my-hair shampoo any day of the week,” I say, giving her a sweet smile. “So please, can you get my stuff?”
She rolls her eyes and turns on her heel, mumbling about not understanding why I’m showering before going to work out anyway. Being on an airplane makes me feel gross, so I always take a shower afterwards, no matter where my next destination might be, including a work out.
Jenna returns with my bag, opens it up and starts handing me my requested items. “Here are your chemically laced shampoo and conditioner. Will you be needing this as well?” She holds up my vibrator, a twinkle in her eye and an evil grin playing across her lips.
“Why Jenna, I didn’t know you enjoy the smell of cum juice all over your hands,” I joke, anticipating her reaction.
“Eew!” she shrieks and drops my beloved battery operated boyfriend. Fortunately it falls on the bathroom rug and not on the tile.
“Hey, be careful with that!” I protest, not wanting to make another visit to the adult pleasure store since I was just there two weeks ago.
“What is cum juice, Mommy?”
“Ah!” Jenna and I scream simultaneously, startled by the sight of the little ninja that is her daughter. Avery has a horrible habit of quietly coming into a conversation at the most inappropriate moments. Last week she conveniently overheard Robert telling us about his recent encounter with a butt plug on one of his dates.
“I think you need to put a bell on her, Jenna,” I say, closing shower curtain so Avery doesn’t get scarred for life by the sight of my double E boobs.
“Avery, you have got to stop sneaking up on people like that!” Jenna scolds as she quickly picks up my vibrator and throws it into my bag.
“I don’t see any juice anywhere, Mommy,” Avery says, looking around the bathroom counters. “Is it in the refrigerator? Can I try some?”
“No, Avery, that’s a special juice for adults only. Ask your daddy as I’m sure it’s his favorite kind of juice.” I peek my head out to look at Jenna, wiggling my eyebrows up and down with a knowing smile.
“Layla!” Jenna exclaims angrily and I know I’m going to hear an earful from her once we are alone again.
“Is that juice like the adult drinks that you and Daddy drink, Mommy? I can’t wait to be an adult so I can have some too!” Avery says with a lot of excitement in her sweet, little voice.
“I can’t believe this conversation is even happening. Let’s get ready for school, Avery,” Jenna grumbles, trying to change the subject.
“I am ready for school, Mommy!” I hear Avery say as Jenna leads her out of the bathroom.
I smile and shake my head, still in disbelief that this is now Jenna’s life. Never in a million years would I’ve ever guessed that Jenna would end up with a Hollywood actor, let alone have a child with him. Their relationship started out unconventional and is still fragile from all of the lies and deceit that they both have endured. It has been an emotional roller coaster ride for Jenna and I’m still praying for her to finally have a happy ending. Despite her seeming to be happy, I still carry guilt for how I betrayed her.
Because I’m the reason her secret of having Cal Harrington’s baby was publicly revealed.
3
Layla
“Alright fearless leader, where are you taking us today on our adventure?” I ask after we drop Avery off at school. Jenna’s routine is to work out immediately after drop off and then go home, shower, and begin her work day until she has to pick Avery up. I swear she is superwoman, as I don’t know how she functions sometimes with her schedule. I’m usually completely useless directly after a workout.
“Hmm, I believe I need to torture you for teaching my daughter about a certain type of juice.” She squints her eyes at me while tapping her fingers against her smirk while she contemplates what route to take for our walk.
“Every day with you is torture,” I joke, which is the furthest from the truth.
“And yet, you keep coming back for more!” She laughs and I can’t help but join her as she’s right. “Let’s walk along the shore today for some peace and calmness.” Jenna’s bodyguard, Mason, nods his head silently at her request and walks ahead