Chapter Seventy Nine

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Chanize POV

Part 2


Staring through the passenger side window. I looked at the van Dwayne bought me,

Him probably soon come fah.

Memories of him was every where.

Am I bad person to be thinking of Dwayne, even thou Shakeem did his best lastnight.

I wasn't left totally disappointed, I need cum and him does have a buzz, I justed it to be more.

"You good?" Shakeem asked, fixed behind the wheels.

"Yeah... Me good,"

But honestly I was tired, I was up all night removing the wig.

Back to my natural state.

He brought the car engine to life, off to Portland.

"You still no answer me question from lastnight?" Shakeem broke the silence.

"Which question that?" I played dumb.

"Stop play with me," I watched him from my corner eye.

His eyes wasn't on the road.

I sighed.

"I want us to take things slowly," I admitted.

"Ok... Then say that," his voice was much more calmer than before.

"We communicate on this side ere babe?"

I blushed.

I packed a few clothes because he did say that we not coming back untill Sunday, I felt so bad to be canceling on my cousin.

Cause a man.

Portland is gonna be long journey, I remember visiting the place when I was much younger,

I remember it being so... Green.

Couple blinks in, I fell asleep.

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Opening my eyes slowly, I yawned, attempting to get a full body stretch.

My body was sore.

"You alright?"

"Yeah," I mumbled.

"You no want something to eat?"

"No really," I lied.

Knowing the worm them suppose to latch on to me stomach walls.

Pulling up next to a street side food stop, he said nothing.

A pot of crabs was on fire.
A another pot a soup all Infront a stall of fresh hanging fruits,

"Wa gwan Mama G," Shakeem step out the car, knocking elbows with a traditional Rasta woman,

"Irie, wei the I a deal with?"

I exit the car, with my hands tucked behind me,

"Good afternoon," I nodded,

Both Shakeem and the woman stared me,

"Haven't see the I in a while, muchless fi see the I bring forth a empress,"

My cheek heated up, I simply sucked my bottom in, looking up at the hanging trees,

"Just Kool no man," Shakeem chuckled,

"Chanize..."

Our eyes met.

"Come here," he rubbed his palms together, licking his lips, chewing the gum slowly.

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