AN: As always, I don't know for sure what's going to happen in this chapter and I feel like I should end this fanfic since I'm about to start school tomorrow, but I don't know how to end it therefore I can't. Because I refuse to just stop it abruptly. Enough with my problems, I hope you enjoy the chapter.
***WARNING: This ended up being quite steamy at the end so if you don't want to read any smut, the line of asterisks will indicate when it really starts***
"Am I dressed okay?" Idina asked while looking down at her simple black and white striped shirt, jeans, and black sandals.
James looked her up and down as they stood in the elevator, pretending to evaluate her outfit just to satisfy her. "You look perfect."
"You're just saying that." Idina sighed, making James laugh.
"Why do you ask me things like that and you never believe my answer?"
"This is very important and I just want to make sure I'm properly dressed."
"It doesn't matter what you wear. You're you and that's enough. Either she likes you or she doesn't." James said, thinking it would make Idina feel better and then realizing it only made it worse.
"Wait. You think she might not like me? Maybe I shouldn't-"
She was interrupted with a kiss from James, which she wasn't going to return, but she felt a hand gripping at her waist and she couldn't resist. But the kiss did its job. It shut her up and it calmed her down.
She pulled away when she felt the elevator stop. "I hate when you do that, you know? I know it just means you want me to hush and that's your way of making me do it."
"Oh, you've discovered my secret weapon." James joked and laughed. "I have been found out."
They stepped out after the doors of the elevator opened and instantly joined hands when Idina took a deep breath. Right as James was about to knock on the door, Idina stopped him.
"Don't be nervous. There's nothing to be nervous about."
Idina nodded and kissed James quickly. "Okay."
James knocked on the door and they both giggled at the sound of a babbling child on the other side of the door.
A pretty brunette answered the door with an absolutely adorable child on her hip.
"Hey, kid." James exclaimed with a huge smile on his face as he reached out for Oliver.
Oliver clapped and jumped from Jacqueline's arms into James'.
Idina was smiling, already enjoying seeing James interact with his son. She knew from the way he got when he talked about Oliver that this is the way it would be with them. And she loved witnessing it.
"Come in." Jacqueline said, bringing Idina's nerves back a little and reminding her that Oliver wasn't the only one she was meeting today.
James and Idina went inside and sat beside one another on the sofa while Jacqueline closed the door and took a seat on the loveseat. Things were quiet other than James and Oliver being playful and enjoying each other as if they were the only ones in the room before Oliver calmed down and rested his head on James' chest.
"It's nice to meet you, Jacqueline." Idina finally said, taking both Jacqueline and James by surprise.
"Oh, I guess I should have introduced you two." James said, laughing.
"I know who she is. It's nice to meet you too, Idina." Jacqueline said, with a small but polite smile. "James didn't tell me that you would be coming over until yesterday."
"Yeah. It wasn't something we really planned on happening until yesterday."
"Aren't you still married?" Jacqueline asked and now Idina was the one taken by surprise.
"No. Well, we're not together, we're separated."
"So yes, you're still married? Has your husband met James?"
"Taye has met James." Idina answered, starting to feel beyond uncomfortable.
"So you two must be pretty serious if he met your husband."
"You can call my ex Taye. That's his name." Idina said and she tried her best not to have an attitude because she still wanted to make a good first impression.
"Jacqueline, stop." James said.
She didn't say anything after that so Idina took the opportunity to play with Oliver while he was lying on James' chest. He was bright-eyed and smiley with her unlike his mother. He seemed to like her and that definitely made her feel better.
"So are you two very serious?"
"We are." James answered.
"Does your son stay with you, Idina?"
Idina was disappointed to have a question directed at her because she honestly wanted the conversation to be done.
"Yes, but he's with his dad right now." Idina reluctantly answered.
"You're only separated. Is there a reason you two haven't filed for divorce yet? Like you two might get back together?" Jacqueline asked as she cocked her head to the side and smirked.
"Is this an interview?" Idina asked, trying to laugh to keep from getting angry.
"Kind of." Jacqueline answered with a hint of attitude.
"Alright, Jacqueline, that's enough."
"I only asked a question." Jacqueline tried to explain.
"No, you're kind of being disrespectful to her, to both us of really."
"James, I wasn't disrespectful. You're out of line."
"No, you're out of line. We're in a relationship and we're serious and I love her and you have to respect that."
Idina looked at James, but tried not to look too stunned because she wanted to keep her poker face up in front of Jacqueline.
"Love her? It's serious enough that you love her?" Jacqueline asked with a mix of anger, shock, and, aggravation evident on her face and in her voice.
"I do. And if you don't have anything appropriate to talk about then we can go."
Idina looked at James and he looked really calm for someone who wasn't very calm. He was taking up for her, but he wasn't disrespectful towards his ex-wife. If he didn't have his child sleeping in his lap, Idina would've easily been turned on.
"Where's Oliver's bag?" James asked, standing up and walking to the door with Idina following behind him.
Jacqueline got up and handed the bag to James before kissing Oliver's forehead.
"We'll be back in a little while." James said before opening the door and letting Idina walk out first and then he closed the door behind him.
"James, I really appreciate that." Idina said, grabbing James' hand. "And maybe I love you too."
"Really? I had no clue. I am so surprised." James laughed and kissed her even though she rolled her eyes and shook her head at his sarcasm.
They held hands in the car all the way to James' apartment while Oliver was in the backseat, napping in his carseat. Idina tried to keep herself from smiling because to anyone else it would be random. To her though, it was because she was truly happy that James felt the same way as she did and it didn't hurt that he wasn't afraid to tell his ex.
After they got to James' apartment, he and Idina cuddled on the couch while Oliver continued his nap in James' bedroom.
"Do you really love me?" Idina asked.
"How many times are you going to ask that?" James asked, laughing.
"I just want you to be sure."
"Well, I know I'm sure. Do you know if you're sure?"
Idina smiled. "I'm really sure." she answered, laying her hand on James' chest. "So sure."
That's the last thing she remembered happening before James fell asleep and so did she. She woke up to a small hand on her cheek and she heard James laughing. She sat up on the couch.
"I had to have a little help waking you up." James said.
Idina's laugh was interrupted with yawn. "Thank you for helping your poor dad, Oliver." she said, picking Oliver up. "He's so adorable, James."
"Do you see all of this?" James, asked, gesturing at himself and making Idina laugh.
"You're ridiculous." Idina said through her laughter.
Oliver laughed like he knew what was going on and that made Idina and James laugh even harder. Idina wasn't okay with the way things happened with her and Jacqueline, but it was amazing spending time with James and Oliver. More than anything, this moment made her think of Walker.
"We should probably get him back. Jacqueline has plans and her friends want to see him." James said, taking Oliver into his arms.
"I probably shouldn't go. You can drop me off before you go." Idina suggested as she got up from the couch and started to put her sandals back on.
"Idina, I don't want you to think she hates you or-"
"Thanks for putting that in my head." Idina said sarcastically as she stood up and laughed. "I'm kidding. Even though she went about it the wrong way, I understand. She only wants what's best for you and Oliver. As a mother, I get that."
James smiled about Idina being so understanding and calm about the way Jacqueline acted.
"But let me be clear. As the woman you're dating, I hate it. It's not something I would ever be okay with dealing with, but I like the way you came to my defense. And if Oliver weren't here…" Idina leaned towards James and whispered in his ear.
A big grin slowly appeared on James' face, making Idina laugh as she walked to the front door and opened it.
"Are your feet working?" she asked, pulling James from his daze. "Let's go. I don't want her to think I've kidnapped you two."
After Idina and James took Oliver back to Jacqueline, they made their way back to James' apartment. The whole ride back, James kept throwing glances towards Idina and she was aware of what he wanted.
"You think I was serious about what I said I would do if Oliver weren't with us?" Idina asked, laughing.
"I'm just saying that you wouldn't do anything with me last night and tomorrow night, you'll be tired. So we should seize the day." James said, pulling into his apartment's parking garage.
"Seize the day, huh?" she asked, leaning over the console and taking James' earlobe into her mouth.
She rested her hand on his chest as her tongue continued its work.
"You decide to seize the day while we're in a moving vehicle?"
"I'm seizing the moment." she said as both of her hands met at the front of James' pants, undoing the button and unzipping them, one hand slipping down underneath his underwear, gripping his warmth, which was growing hard.
James didn't care where he parked; he just knew that he shouldn't be operating anything at the moment. He pulled into the nearest parking spot, immediately bringing Idina's face to his, connecting their lips in a passionate kiss as her hand slowly stroked up and down his length, occasionally swiping her thumb across the tip.
The radio was off and they could only hear their moans and she could feel the head of his penis start to get wet with pre-cum. As much as she didn't want to leave his lips, she had plans for bigger and better things. She slowly disconnected their mouths and looked into James' eyes.
He tugged his pants down just a little as she pulled his dick out and swiftly attached her mouth to it and let her hand continue to move up and down. She moved her hand out of the way and stuck her tongue out, letting it land at the base and slowly and deliberately licked upwards.
She licked the pre-cum from James' head and took it into her mouth. Feeling James' hands tangled in her hair, she slowly took him into her mouth, inch by inch. She felt his hips bucking and put her knees in the seat and sped up, her mouth and hand moving in time with one another.
"God." he mumbled through his moans.
Idina could feel herself getting more and more turned on the more she heard James moaning. While his left hand had a firm grip on her hair, his right hand moved to her back before it moved down to her ass.
She raised her head slightly, taking a chance to look at James' flushed face before taking him back into her mouth. Pleasuring him was almost as good as sex to her; she thought she enjoyed it even more than him until she heard the sounds he made when he was about to cum.
He never wanted to thrust himself into her mouth so he tried to stop his hips from jerking towards her. After a few more minutes of her mouth and hand working furiously, she felt his release inside of her mouth.
"Shit!" James exclaimed much louder than he intended to.
Idina removed him from her mouth, swallowing the contents of his orgasm and licking what was left on him. She sat up, watching James catch his breath, and smiled at how undone she made him become.
"Let's finish this inside." she said, wiping the corner of her mouth.
As soon as they stepped through the door of James' apartment, he told Idina that he saw her laughing at him in the parking garage. As payback, he caused her to become just as undone over…and over…and over again.
AN: Woo-hoo! Another chapter down! I got an idea for IF I stop writing this particular story. IF I stop and IF you guys agree, I'll start doing oneshots. Which will go like this: you guys DM me on Twitter or message me on IG and give me a scenario, what you want to see a chapter about, or anything like that, and I'll try to bring your idea to life. That's IF I stop 'Love While You Can'. I LOVE U!