chapter 53: Confess

2.7K 310 194
                                    

*excuse my mistakes please,
nuh sure if mi read ova good😭*
------------------------------------------------------------------

Sunday, February 15,| 10: 00 a.m.
📍 Paisley, Clarendon 📍

Tamika's POV

I sit up on the bed, looking at Dominic, who is sleeping next to me.

I need to let him know about Friday night.

I should've done so the same evening, but I needed to come to terms with what will happen if things end up going sideways.

Telling him right now is me putting every ounce of trust and faith I have in him, and hoping that no one dies as a result of this.

"Babe?" I call for him and he mumbles in answer.

Him still tired..

I stretch and head to the bathroom after getting out of bed. Looking in the mirror for a few minutes, I caress my stomach when I think about the tiny person growing inside me.

Cya wait fi get belly, wah see how mi would a look. 

Wonder if mi nose ago get big?

No, mi a bine up pregnancy nose in the mighty name a Jesus!

I giggle to myself and open the bathroom cabinet to look for the electric toothbrush that arrived yesterday along with the rest of my online purchases.

"Morning," Dominic says, his voice gruff and deep, his chest and tattoos visible, and his boxers crocked. 

"Yuh draws lean," I joke, then open the cupboard and give him another electric toothbrush and tongue scraper.

Cya take care of just myself alone.

"And yuh head look like lightning strike yuh," He replies and I eye him. 

Mi knw it stay bad and him say mi fi do it, but god know say mi cya guh tek nuh style inna mi head right now. 

"Thanks for these though," he adds with a smile and I nod. 

"Nay know yuh caring," he laughs then open the toothbrush box

"Yuh very outada and ungrateful, duh put yuh mouth pon it, gimi back mek mi guh sell it," I roll my eyes.

"Yuh know a likkle joke mi a mek, even mi son know," he says touching my stomach.

I laugh. "Nuh touch mi."

Bout son, although I'm low-key team boy.


He turns to me as he adds toothpaste on his brush and says. "Mi tell mommy yesterday."

Immediately, I know what he means. "And what did my number one fan say?" I ask with a sarcastic smile. 

"Not congratulations."

I hiss as if I wasn't expecting that.

Favorite ReboundWhere stories live. Discover now