"Kyra look pon mi" he lifts my chin up so my eyes could meet his.
"Just say the word and we leff right now, yav dah power deh ma" he says, eyes never leaving mine.
"The word?" I ask and he immediately opens his phone, dialing her number.
"Ah, watch...
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Mikayla's POV Friday, December 01 10:22 a.m
"My mom's gone to her friends house for the weekend so you don't have to worry, we have the house to ourselves," I tell Pablo happily.
I'm glad he can finally get to explore the house.
But I really wish we didn't have to hide our relationship.
He nods.
"So weh yuh wah do first?"
I have a Physics assignment to complete but I can do that later.
"Ummm...." I tap my forehead cluelessly.
I don't know.
We should be at school right now but Pablo suggested that we take the day for ourselves and rest, so here we are, sitting down on the couch in my living room.
"Aye yuh house pretty inno," he speaks, eyes wandering around the living room.
His eyes land on an antique piece that my dad got last year for his exceptional work as a Judge.
My dad told us it was worth US$3000.
"It's unique right?" I ask, watching him eye the piece.
He can't stop looking at it.
"How much yuh say it worth Kayla?" he turns his attention to me.
I smile widely at his interest in the piece.
"US$3000" I say proudly.
His eyes widen.
Then a smile creeps up his lips.
"It's beautiful babe," when he says that I grin.
It is.
My father treasures it a lot.
"I know"
A frown finds my face when I hear my belly rumble.
I'm hungry.
I stand up from the couch.
"I'm gonna make breakfast babe, what do you want?" I eye him, but his gaze was still fixed on the piece.
