Perfect Escape

Chapter Five

Chapter Title: "Fine Print & Fine Man"

"Look, I told you I would call you. What's so hard to understand in that?"

But pupa Jesas, yuh hear wah mi a hear? Mek mi lock mi eye and kotch mi ears, 'cause this coulda never real.

"Nahjay, look, my girlfriend is sleeping and I don't want to wake her. I'll call you later."

I listen as he sighs heavily before sitting on the bed.

But why can't you take a call around me? Mek yuh affi tell she seh yuh will call?

If a ever bun this man a give mi, Jah, him own gun shall kill him eno. Mi nah ramp wid mi heart, wah him tek mi fah?

But come to think of it, mi deh ya so a overthink... after all, Nahjay ano female or unisex name?

I stir slightly, pretending I'm just waking up before removing the sheet from my face.

"Good morning, beautiful."

I try to read his facial expression, but all I can see is a broad smile.

"Morning, baby. You're up early." I sit up in the bed, slightly stretching in his direction to see if somehow the call is still ongoing.

"Actually just woke and sat up."

Then watch dry lie.

"Oh, so who was that on the phone while you were standing over there?" I rub my eyes as I point to the window where he was standing.

"Augh, a coworker." He stutters a bit before looking back at me.

"Female?"

"Baby, no. Which gyal coulda so bright a call mi dem early morning ya when mi lay dung side a mi wife?"

So is a man a call you so early.

Fly low, fly high... all batty boy fi die, all batty boy fi get boom bye bye.

I start laughing to myself as the TikTok song pops into my head.

"A wah sweet yuh so?"

"Nothing, sah. Through mi know how unuh man tan. So why him a call you so early then?"

"Some business we did fi deal wid, but through mi a spend the day wid you."

Then watch making sacrifice. This behavior new to me.

I nod as I sit up to retrieve my phone from the bedside table. His phone starts to vibrate again and he quickly picks it up.

No sah. Is either mi insecure or something, but I'm not normally like this. I nearly drop off the bed this time just to see the caller ID.

"Yow, Nahjay, see how you mek mi big mouth wake up mi wife?"

He starts to rub my thighs up and down as I check Instagram to see how many likes my post has gotten.

2,388 likes and 1,287 comments. Then this nuff man. Must through Kay in deh.

Big bad influencer.

"Babes, Nahjay a talk to you."

I stretch my hand out for the phone, but instead he puts it on speaker.

"Mumz, you good?"

Then a why mi wouldn't good, Sir?

"Yeah, I'm good. How about you?"

"Yeh man, me good. Can I let out the G for the day?"

"No sah, today is my day."

You a must battyman, the man nuh already tell you that?