Incognito Book 2

27 - Growing

Jayda's POV

We all walk into the living room. Well we being Myself, Caleb and Sashay. The kids are scattered across the room.

The sound of our footsteps causes all heads to turn to us.

Imani's eye spots her mother. "Mummmmy." She screams, and then jumps up running towards her mother.

Sashay stoops down, opens her arms wide and Imani runs into it. She picks her up spins her and places kisses all over her forehead.

Caleb nudges me in my side and whispers "Mi think she did mute."

"Caleb" I gasp.

Yuh see him mouth.

He shrugs. "Nuh that dem say?"

I fan him off. "Why yuh nuh move and gweh Caleb."

He puts up his hand "Mi just did a say."

"Yuh say too much man." I add with an eye roll.

Look how him come interrupt the people dem private moment.

Fass yuh too fass.

"Mommy missed you soo much." Sashay is saying to Imani between kisses.

She puts Imani down and just runs her eyes over her, like she's engraving every single one of her daughter's features to memory.

Her eyes are teary with unshed tears.

Bawl yah gyal if a me den me woulda holla in yah.

People dem would probably call police to how dem woulda think somebody a murder me.

Figuring they would need some alone time I point upstairs. "Sashay bring her upstairs so you guys can have some privacy."

"Come see my room mummy." Imani holds her mother's index finger and starts dragging her up the stairs.

She have room?

Caleb taps me "Which room that?"

This time I actually laugh, because I had the same exact thought.

I give him a light shove. "It clear yah rub off pan me."

"Meee?" He widens his eye. "Yuh stay suh long time. Just did need fi get comfy fi bring out deh side deh a yuh."

"No I was a saint." I start walking off before he can answer "A you bruk me out."

He shouts to my retreating figure "If yuh ever know weh mi want bruk -"

Before he can finish I run all the way across the room and cover his mouth with my hand. "Caleb di baby dem in here."

"Baby dem nuh understand one thing." He says after I remove my hand.

He mouths "Poor thing dem nuh understand a fuck."

I pinch his bottom lip. "But still yuh mouth man. Yuh mouth."

He leans in close to me "Yuh never complain bout me mouth yesterday or early this morning when it..."

I shut him up. "Ahh done now."

This time I walk away for real and don't bother looking back.

He comes into the room about twenty minutes later. "Yah come keep me company downstairs? Me ago iron."

I start grumbling. "Yuh wait till me get comfortable inna bed first. Iron up here nuh." I push out my bottom lip.

"Can't do that cause some people take the TV from out a the room." He answers.