Heart of A Jamaican Don (Book 1)

Chapter Ten

Dwayne POV

So mi learn something new tonight... she like jerk pork and her nipple them pierce...

Fuck.

At this point me a wonder if me really know deh B ya, it's like me attractive to Christian girl, but the closer me get, the more me realize seh she is the purple face devil emoji... the one with the smirk.

Staring at me, she blinked a few times and I stood there, like some waste man. I could smell the lingering Coconut essence from where I stood. Her hair was wild and all over the place, bungled up on the top of her head... A Massive afro. Her sweet, small face lost underneath it all,

"I..." she chuckled, looking away

She a blush.

"Yea... me overhear you conversations," I finally spoke,

"I can see that," she raised her eyebrows, folding her arms in efforts to hide aroused nipples,

Was that me? Cause the time no cold.

"Well, here..." I handed it to her, "Buy the pepsi but me left in a the car,"

"And wei you car?"

"Home...  walk me walk,"

"Why..."

"Where is your aunty? Long time mi no see her," I changed the topic, looking across at the vintage home,

If you were to know why  I walked here tonight, alone with my thoughts...

The best thing you can do right now a fi no let me in a the house.

"Married, and gone... me take care over deh most of the time, Biggs in every now and then, but..." she laughed,

"You know Biggs,"

"No," I kept my eyes fixed on the house, "Me no know him,"

Me no rate deh fat bwoy deh.

"Uhmm..." a look of worried spread across,
"Do you want to come in?"

Fuck... Yes

"Me no know," I muttered, "You no think it inappropriate?" I glanced at her,

"Ofcourse... I mean Biggs friend them cover all the time,"

"The fool them from dung ya so?"

"Hmm," she nodded, stepping as side , gesturing for me to pass her,

Smiling, I kept my eyes locked on hers as I walked past her, shifting my stares on her shorts,

If you know what me know... you put on clothes.

"Here..." I turned around, watching as she close the door,

"You might wah eat  this before it get cold" I hoisted the foil paper,

"Thanks, but... me can always heat it up later,"

Why are women afraid to eat infront men?

It essential for survival enuh

"Ok,"  I tried to force back the smile as I handed it to her,

"Thanks... again," she took it from me slowly, "I will be right back," she walked away,

Pulling on her shorts as she walked, I watched as she disappeared down a short hall, leaving me alone in the dinning room.

It was dark, but the moon shun through the window, providing enough light for me to look around,