Jordanne's POV:
We're exiting the aircraft as I've successfully convinced Ry' to stay the night for us to go to our usual spot in the city.
She's always been a Nobu girl, a sucker for the sushi.
I watch as she escorts hers friends to the sprinter. Nahgo deh home for her birthday so a night in the city will have to do.
I'll have all her gifts delivered on the actual day as usual– this year a little more extravagant since she's turning 18.
*Know we nah miss her birthday*
Might have to enuh... the degree is rigorous as f*ck.
Running things from here with the team will also eat away at my free time.
*Hopefully Dalani nuh disappoint*
Skulli deh deh man... keep him in line.
"Really?" she looks from the car to me, scrutinizing the choice. "We couldn't take the sprinter with everybody else?" she adds, looking at me while feigning displeasure.
"You lucky me even allow your friends to come" I chuckle. "It's our last night together."
"Still no reason for the Bentley, you know I don't like the attention," she whines.
*Women*
And if me tell her go take the train a problem smh.
"Ryleigh, T' ah take the girls to a virtual reality room in Midtown and we're going to Nobu downtown. Yahgo reach back in time, no worries."
Her eyes light up at the mention of Nobu.
*Can never surprise her properly enuh*
"Say no moooore J'... I'm not dressed for that though," she looks down patting herself.
"Babe buil," I smile as the chauffeur directs us inside the car.
We get inside and the first thing she does is find the cashew pack.
"So lef space fi dinner nuh Ry'" I laugh out.
"Who tell you me no have space?" she giggles, cashew in mouth and all
"Me feel that first hand still...no space no normally present itself until I make it" I wink
"Jordanne Jesus... You smutty beyond this life," her cheeks flush red. Her next move is looking at the driver who's now pulling out of the airport.
*Love act innocent*
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Hours later we're leaving the restaurant to go meet up with her friends. We made a pit stop at the penthouse so she could change. Not sure why when we had a private room reserved for us, only people that saw us were the staff.
"J' I want pictures pleasssse," she looks up at me with the most pleading eyes.
Nahhh, I can't take them to please her, ever.
"Ryleigh me ago hire you a photographer," I start my complaint.
"A you me wah take them all the time Jordanne. I don't want more people in the shadows trailing us," she mumbles while looking over at the shadow guards and with that she shoves the phone to me.
"You miserable so Ry'?" I pull her in, planting a soft kiss on her forehead before she steps back.
"Just start snap," her face now blushing.
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RomanceRyleigh Stevens? Yeah that's me... Come along with me on life's adventures. What adventures you might ask? You'll just have to read on to find out 😉 Platonic love is one thing but when that option is ripped away, what does one do? Faced with the ch...
