Heart of A Jamaican Don (Book 1)

Chapter Seventy Six

Chanize POV

Part 2

"Sha...Shakeem" I laughed nervously looking over my shoulders, pulling down my dress, it was at this time I wish I was a bit longer. Dwayne was still Mia and Gunbag probably went after him,

"Glad you teck me advice and actually do something colored," Shakeem stared at my hair, "Me like it B,"

"Thanks," I looked back Ashley who was fuming but I could tell she didn't know this is Shakeem, this is the man that paid to get both our hair and nails done.

"Bicycle man," I mouth to her, her eyes popped out of her head.

I turned to face Shakeem again.

I felt nervous but I did feel afraid... He was just probably passing by along with his... I looked at the men behind him again.

His friends?

"Think you say you did have something to deal with?"

"Yeah—" he massaged his head back, "So me have something fi tell you bou that—"

"Yow Such man..." a guy pushed from the back of the crowd, the spliff tail hang from his dry,  charcoal lips. Dressed in a half white marina and a knee length trouser, and black clarks,

He paused when he saw me.

"Quickfoot..." Shakeem keep his eyes locked with mine.

"You see me a talk don't?"

Who I am assuming is Quickfoot hang his head low.

"Don't?"

I swallowed hard.

"Sorry... When you done," the man stepped back.

"Get the bouquet from the car," Shakeem ordered.

The man hurried away.

Shakeem signal over the waitress who served Ashley and I.

"Gi them weh them wah... add 3 bottle a white Hennessy on that, and some cranberry juice... No ice,"

She nodded, got a quick glance at me before walking towards the men.

"You ago introduce me to you friend," Shakeem gave a half smile.

"Look like she a pree we... Or me," he looked over shoulders.

I looked back also.

Ashley was indeed staring at us.

With suspicious eyes, she keep her cup close to her lips,

I smiled, before looking away.

"Alright, but me afi warn you... You won't be as welcoming,"

"Me can handle that.... All a that," Shakeem licked bottom lip, it was a smooth chocolate surface base with strawberry topping.

My insides flipped.

Remembering our moment only a few nights back.

"Shall we?" I cleared my throat.

We both walk over to Ashley.

"Ashley this is Shakeemm," I stretched the ending of his name for her to condition her mind and be reminded that he paid for our hair and nails,

But she caught.

"Oh," she lowered the cup from lips.

"Hear lot a... Interesting things bout you,"

"Interesting? Heh! Hope ano nothing too vile," he looked over at me, then back at her.