Rèmi’s POV
Thursday, August 8th
4A Waterloo Road, Kingston 10
11:10 a.m.
"The fans are going to blow off the table cloths, Babe. Should I turn them off?" Rosalia asked me.
"No, mi ago used the staple gun and pin dem down. Gwaan change yuh clothes nuh," I told her.
"I'll do it soon. Make me help yuh finish up," She offered and I shook my head no.
"A simple thing this. We have exactly 3 hours until the wedding and guests ago start arrive soon. Just get yourself ready," I said and she sighed before walking away.
Everything was finally set for the wedding. It turned out better than I expected and the soon-to-be newlyweds love it. I really tried my best and I am pleased. Of course, I hired professionals for some of the decorating and they rehearsed yesterday.
After using the staple gun to pin down the tablecloths, I headed inside. Renae was already here getting herself together and I walked into the room Rosalia and I occupied. She was lying down on the bed only wearing a white brassiere and matching panties while swinging her legs back and forth.
"Yuh nah put on yuh clothes?" I asked, removing my shirt and sweats.
"Soon," She responded, typing away on her phone. I walked over to the bed and picked up my underclothes.
"By time mi come outta the bathroom, yuh supposed to have on clothes. Rosalia, stop waste time," I told her.
"You can't tell me what to do," She responded.
"A nuh that, make me come back and yuh naave on nuh clothes. Mi know inna yuh mind yuh feel me a ramp." I shook my head and she laughed.
"Babe, the wedding starts at 2 o'clock. It's not even 12 as yet," She told me, now lying on her back.
"I don't like how stubborn you get sometimes." I shook my head.
Within the next 15 minutes, I was out of the bathroom. Rosalia was still in the room, struggling to zip up the back of her dress. I walked over to her and zipped it up with ease before using the straps to cover the white bra straps.
"Thank you," She said, smiling. I nodded as she went over to the mirror, picking up two hair ribbons.
Her dress was a light pink satin ball gown, that flowed down to her calves. She'll also be wearing royal blue heels and have a bag to match.
After she tied both ribbons in her hair, she sat on the bed with her phone in her hand. I quickly got dressed in the dark blue suit and the light pink shirt inside. If it isn't obvious, we are wearing colors for the gender reveal. Neither of us knew the gender but I have my assumptions and I am ninety percent sure I am right.
"Babe, help me please," Rosalia said and I looked at her through the mirror as I fixed the silver Rolex around my wrist.
"With what?" I asked and she held up her feet, showing her unbuckled heels.
"Wait," I said, combing through my hair.
Mi wah trim it dung back, but mi ago make it stay. Rosalia loves the look and mi nuh ugly eno, mi just nuh used to having so much hair pan my head since me a likkle yute.
Picking up a dirty shirt, I placed it on my thigh and motioned for Rosalia to put her foot up. I buckled her heels and then pulled her to stand. She's taller now, probably 3-4 inches with the heels on. A smile made its way onto her face and she wrapped her arms around my shoulders.
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Burning Passion
Romance"Kassauni, there is more to life than continuous pain and suffering. I am sure you know that, and no one is asking you to go through it alone," She told me. I took a long drag from the blunt and held it in my lungs before releasing it. "Whatever yah...
