PROLOGUE

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"Mommy are you finish sleeping yet I'm hungry" I heard my five year old asking while tapping me on my cheeks; something I taught him to do instead of jumping on my dang head trying to kill mi off!! I was about to answer but I was having this amazing dream of this adonis looking chocolate man massaging my body while feeding me pineapples on a hidden beach side somewhere far with some nice old dancehall gyal session playing in the background, the cool island breeze sweeping across my back and legs. "You look tired my love, yuh know say mi neva bring yuh here suh fi sleep doe" he said with his smooth, suede like voice. Just as I was about to reply and tell him how his magical hands are doing me wonders that I can't even help it if I wanted, I started to actually feel someone massaging me in real life and I slowly started to realize that I was actually at home, in my own bed and not on no frigging beach side. Granted that would've been the best thing in the world to wake up to but the problem is, me and my son are the only ones home, so WHO THE F*CK INNA MI HOUSE A RUB DOWN MI BLOODCLA*T BODY???!!!

My eyes shot open as I sat up bone straight in the bed looking like somebody weh just wake up from the dead, just to see my son recording me while my husband was dying of laughter on the ground beside the bed. If it wasn't for the fact that I missed him terribly I would've killed him for frightening me like that. "Aaahahhhhhhhhh" I screamed as soon as I processed the fact that my f*cking husband was home. My nice, clean skin, smell good, handsome husband with the good ho-... I was knocked out of my reverie when he finally stood up and held out his arms for a hug, jumping out of the bed knocking my son off the bed in the process and as much as it may seem like I'm terrible for admitting but I really didn't even notice, plus the floors are carpeted anyway and also it was a little payback for helping to scare me shitless. I hugged him so tight with my legs wrapped around him while crying. 'Of course mi ago bawl, mi miss mi man badly. He went overseas for a month and is just now getting back. I know a month isn't long for most people but for me Zenaida Harris- Coleman it was hell cause me???? Love itch up unda my man bad bad and he really is my bestfriend'

Our son soon got up and joined the hug, of course he already saw him so he wasn't being all extra like me. "When? How? Where? I thought you weren't gonna be here until Zay's birthday week. Why yuh neva call mi, mi coulda mek supm nic-.." " Babe, babe, babe. Slow down please" He interrupted my questions that were flying out a mile a minute. " I'm sorry I just really happy you're here, I missed you my love" I said on the verge of tears again. "Bwoy supm mus wrong wid yuh enuh mek yuh jus a bawl a gwaan so" He laughed but a pity bwoy nuh know what a clock a strike. "Shut up man yuh only come back fi come bully mi wid yuh dry head pitney" I cut my eyes passing him to go freshen up in the bathroom. "Yuh know say mi glad yuh ketch the pree still a jus true mi know how yuh easy fi vex mi neva tell yuh". Mi not even look pon him enuh cause if I ever answer him today him cry shame.

After I brushed my teeth and cleansed my face, I went downstairs to see what the boys had dismantled and how long it was gonna take to clean. Surprisingly though as I was going down the steps I smelt amazing different scents just lingering and flying past my nose. "Wait deh, den yuh go a foreign go learn how fi cook eeh" I said walking into the kitchen although I knew he could more than do his thing, I wanted to tease him like I always do. "Yuh gwaan enuh mek sure say yuh nuh dip yuh mouth inna this enuh since mi caa cook then" I laughed and went to make some tea for us since technically I should be the one welcoming him back home with a nice homecooked meal and then after some well wet and sloppy dee... "ZEN!!!!" I shook my head from my little nasty ass thoughts and turned my head to ask what happened. "Zay's been calling you for a minte now" he said while shaking his head like he knew exactly what I was thinking in that momeny. I wouldn't even put it past him if he did cause he knows me better than anyone else and he's the one that turned me into the freak I am now. "What's up my baby, what did you need?" I asked while taking a seat next to him at the kitchen island. "Can you help me, I don't understand these maths that Ms. Monroe give for homework" he complained while twisting up his face with his head on the counter. "Weh yuh nuh understand babe?" I asked. "Everything mommy!! Numbers are so confusion and I get dizzy jus looking at dem" he exclaimed being as dramatic as ever. I couldn't even say anything cause that's exactly how I am when it comes down to math. I barely passed it in exams and I don't even wanna see no more numbers unless a money mi a deal wid. "Well firstly the word is confusing honey and that's ok I don't know math either, buuuuut we know someone who do". I said wiggling my eyebrows at my husband who refuses to even make eye contact with me cause he knows the minute math comes out of our son's mouth, its his problem to help with. "Later I'll help you son" he said shaking his head while I did my little victory dance. Soon after my son joined in making me die of laughter cause a coulda never dancing dat him say him a do. He definitely got his skills from his dad cause jah jah and to prove my point even more he joined in looking like goofy from mickey mouse.

I was cry laughing watching them make a fool out of themselves, and in that moment I couldn't have been more thankful to God for where I am. The journey there wasn't easy and it took a lot of maturing and consistency for me to be where I am in this moment and I knew I didn't regret any decision that I've ever made in the past leading up to now. "Yuh gone far mama, what's on your mind?" Kareem asked while hugging me from behind. "Oh nothing just a memba the time when yuh come look fi mi dem years ago deh and mummy come home early and yuh did affy hide inna d empty barrel and it drop wid yuh inna it" I laughed loudly remembering that faithful night. Knox (his nickname) had came to see me after my mom went downtown Kingston to buy some stuff and she ended up coming earlier than I expected she would and I had to hide him before she made it in the house from the gate. And really and truly I didn't have to hide him as long as we weren't doing anything explicit; which we weren't and it wasn't like I was underaged anyway. But I didn't know that and me never did a take no check with my mother at the time. Anyway he had to stay there until she fell asleep and then I had to sneak him out almost in the middle of the night. I felt bad because he had to fold his body to fit the barrel plus it even fell with him inside. I die with laughter everytime I remember it and he hates me remembering it even more. "Yuh can memba some things morewhile yuh see" he said while letting me go, obviously still embarrassed about the whole situation. "A joke mi a mek babe, I was just thinking back to when we just met and how my life would've turned out if I didn't meet you that night" I said now hugging him around his waist. "Nuh bother think bout that mama cause I would've found you either way cause wah? Yuh a my soulmate and it was bound to happen" . If him did ever know how him a mek fat mama a jump wid dem eye contact deh weh him a mek wid mi and hold on pon mi neck like that, bwoy mi jus know say Zay affy go over him granny tonight cause God see and know that my vibrator did not do me enough justice. "I agree love, we were bound to fall in love" I said while lovingly looking at my gorgeous husband and son. I wouldn't have it any other way.

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