Dickmatized Dainty

27• Kai-á Dainty Damsel

 
 
With my dream home, online schooling and Kyng being the only important thing going on in my life, I was enjoying these months without Giovanni.

Even better now that my business was kicking off thanks to Zyair, André and the older Saint Gabriel.

When my brother told me to meet at a famous restaurant, I didn't expected that the boss was Saint Gabriel and he knew Kían.

Saint was funding my career and my travels for when my last year of school and doing the practice till it's completed. Along with a group, Kyng and I will be living in Miami, Florida for a year or two.

I had showed him my skills in the kitchen and he liked that I was an original, even with the chef complimenting my work.

The deal was that after completing the project in Miami, I will return and work as the sous chef for the establishment close to home. A permanently job that came with many benefits. 

I could even become a private chef for a short period and that reminds me of the trip Zuri invited me to on André yacht. I cooked next to his Italian chef and enjoyed myself.

Today however, Saint had sent someone over to enjoying the hospitality of my offgrid cabin living for three days.

Aunty was busy so I filled in as I sometimes do.
 
 
 
Standing with Kyng next to me, awaiting the guests who were said to be coming up into the lane from the main road. 

We engaged in a small talk until we saw the vehicle in sight.

The jeep belongings to some high class folks and they parked badly along the newly constructed lot.

I opened my mouth to acknowledge it but the words got stuck, leaving air in its place.

Giovanni exit the vehicle with Miss Atkins. 

A him mada after all.

I held Kyng close instantly.

"Kai-á?" His voice held anger but he looked confused.

"Mister Gardener, Miss Atkins. Welcome to..."

"You know each other?" His mother points to the two of us.

"Yuh know mih mada?" He frowned, looking suprised now.

"Um, excuse me." Kyng called and we looked at him. "How do you know..."

"You must me Kyng. Your grandmother, Raj has much to say about you." She smiles at Kyng who blushes.

"It's a pleasure to meet you too, Miss." He says.

"The pleasure is all mine and I love your accent." She compliments, she shook his hand. "You're so polite as she said."

"Sumaddy can explain tu mih wah deh gwaan. Seems like a just me one inna the dark." Gio spoke up, staring at me.

They were all staring at me.

I looked at his mom. "I was dating your son last year. Around the time we met in Ocho Rios, though I thought you were a distance relative as to why you both resembles each other. I was wrong it seems."

I look at Kyng whom gears seems to be shifting in his head as he puts one and one together.

"Kyng. This is your grandma's friend from church who I told you help me with my back pain. An this man, he's whom I was friends with last year."

He nods.

Frowning a bit, I met Giovanni's eye and spoke the secret I was keeping.

"Gio, This is Thiele whom we all call Kyng, my seven year old son."