Chapter Sixty Three

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Chanize POV


We were now parked up at my gate, it's a little over 9:00PM, the lonely roads made the night still. it's quiet early... But Ashley and I have 3:45pm flight.

Shakeem respected that.

"Again-" I broke the silence

"I really enjoyed today," I was basically whispering, I had a few too many Smirnoffs.

"That good man B-- we should do it again when you touch back in a eh place,"

I smiled.

He speaks as if I am his girlfriend who is going to be away for a month or so, it's just two days.

"I think about it--"

My phone dinged.

"What is there to think about it?"

I unlocked my phone, narrowing my eyes from the screen brightness,

Due to reason before our control, we were entangled between bringing this opening to a closer date or drove it further down the calendar....

I continued reading.

It's was a sms message from a fixed line.

Announcing the change of date with Dwayne club opening... It was next week.

Shit

Shemar and I are going out next week.

I swiped the text message away, sending Shemar a message,

'Can we do drinks next Tuesday?'
I hit send.

Dwayne's club opening was Wednesday.

"Everything good?"

I quickly looked up, "Yeah-- just, Uhm..." I smiled. "Nothing,"

My eyes shifted to the lit up cellphone in pocket.

"Wicked man alone keep them phone on silent,"

I changed the topic,

"And woman weh run Into their mother in law while they are on a date is wah?"

I looked away,
My cheeks flushed.

He wasn't letting it go.

"You no plan to stop talking about that?"

"No," he calmly respond, "but we can stop talking over all... We can moan and groan you know,"

No

"Anyways..." I swallowed,

Shakeem chuckled, shaking his head as he looks away,

"Joke this,"

I raised my eyebrow,

"What's a joke?"

"Big woman medz-" our eyes locked,
"The man ya whole out fah.. him a whole out fi you,"

I blinked a few times.

"Real question..."

"I don't know what you mean--"

"You still no get over you ex man," he cut me off.

"Is that what you think?"

Shakeem chuckled, leaning in closer.

"My thoughts no matter, you no wah hear wah me think?"

I wet my lips with my tongue.

"I do..."

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