Heslowlypumps his finger, his right hand steering. I squirm, my glare on him. I knew I didn’t know him all my life but now that I do, I can’t imagine my life without him in it. He parks the car and we get out and my legs feel like jelly. When we get inside a note is on the table. I pick it up.
Mi call uno, couldn’t get you nor Zara phone. Mi deh up a yard a make Marsha braid mi hair. The babies dem good. Mi cook fish tea but mi mek some butter chicken fi Zara just incase.
I smile when I’m done reading before I dial her number. “Zara yuh see the note?” She doesn’t give me a chance to talk.
“Good evening and yessss I did, thanks for everything,” I see the butterchicken on the paper and don’t know how to act.
“Always mi baby,” she smiles.
“Me and Nickoi a go out so now me affi go get ready before it gets too late,”I tell her.
“As usual,” she giggles. “Enjoy unuh self.”
“Yeah.” I grin. I can see her friend smiling as she takes braid from her hand.
“Can I see my babies?” my voice sweet. She turns the camera on them playing on the porch.
My smile grows.
My heart.
“Kiss them for me,” I coo.
“I will, so weh the bwoy Nick?”
“He’s here,” I flip the camera on him. His on the sofa, that man spread is suh’m serious.
“Mommy.” His tone rumbles, rough edges easing as he speaks.
“Wah’m?” She’s happy.
“Mi want a spliff,” he drawls, pulling a laugh out of her.
“Manuel nuh link yuh?” She asks him.
He stretches. “Yah… mi have herbs mi just lazy fi build it, mi wish Zara could a dweet and build couple fimme.”
We laugh.
When I’m off the phone he gets up from the sofa. “You wah continue?”
“What?” I ask, feigning ignorance. He looks down before he meets my gaze.
“You wah continue?” he repeats. My yes might sound too ravenous.Betta yuh shut up.
“Member we affi leave early fi reach the place and I don’t do my makeup orfind a dress yet,” I really want to go on the date. It’s not even about thefood. I just want to go on a date with him,y’know and do what couples do.
“Ah,” he simply says and I climb up the stairs behind him. I’m only showering in the bathroom and I won’t allow temptation to get to me.
Who are you fooling?
As we reach the bathroom and face each other the sexual tension thickens. It worsens when he gets naked and I’m greeted by his rock hard erection. It’s definitely the definition of a ‘steel pipe.’
You’re staring sis..
I clear my throat when my eyes moves up to his.
He sinks his teeth in his lip.
