Sundays........
Getting up in the mornings, either washing clothes or doing the regular clean up of the bathroom plus washing the dishes.
" good morning " I smiled leaning in for a kiss, dajuan peck my lips then took a seat around the table eating his morning breakfast.
Waking up early, I decided to handle the laundry then make some breakfast and clean the kitchen .
" yuh gov,?" He asked digging into the food barely glancing at me " yeah".
Dajuan paused and admired my face for a quick second , I began to turn around washing up the dishes awaiting his dish.
" sum deh pon yuh mind,?" .
I shook my head.
Less problems.
" Ja'zara stop lie, mi know sum deh pon yuh mind " he fussed , now standing up heading into the kitchen.
Lawd Jesus pon mhi soul.
" nothing is wrong, just focus pon yuh pickney an baby mada dem " I said , leaning over the counter.
He chuckled " a vex yuh vex," .
I didn't answer.
He took a hold of my chin, forcing my eyes to look into his .
" nobody nuh vex, a juss di truth" I mumbled trying to turn my face away .
Dajuan's eyes linger over my short frame , searching for a sight of discomfort or pain in my eyes.
" babes u know how much mhi love yuh ?, stop mek eediot tell yuh fuckery " he remarks kissing my lips.
As the eediot and delusional female that I am , I kissed back.
His phone pings with a notification which cause the attention span to end.
Removing himself he began to enter the back yard holding the phone to his ears .
I continued on cleaning up the kitchen and set the rice on the stove after just washing it around 4 times.
While the rice was doing its thing, I began to cut up the condiments to add with the meat .
I remembered earlier around we got some fish and thought why not cook that for Sunday dinner.
Before I prepare the food , searching around the house I found the TV remote and began to crank up a souls Mix to keep me in the mood.
Stone love a drama enuh.
Rocking back and fourth, I began to clean the slice fish making sure to prepare it well .
Adding my seasons to the meat rubbing it down and slowly caressing the dressing all over it.
" wifey" .
I felt a pair of hands wrap tightly around my waist, and a pair of twists fall unto my shoulders and his intoxicated smell .
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~𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐨𝐧 𝐁𝐚𝐛𝐲 𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐚 | completed
Romancegrowing up can be hard. facing unforgettable moments and transitions of who u are and what's your story. having major life crisis worrying about who is there at times? well this story is featuring just that. having her whole life ahead JA'zARA Dougl...