Her Redemption: The Phoenix

16 • Bridge •

Honey... I'm home 😂😂😂

JB POV
Two Weeks Later.

Vanilla. Chanel No 5. Nail polish. Hair spray?

With my eyes closed I can tell perfectly it was her siting in my passengers seat.

- By the nail polish and hair spray? -

Nah it was more than that.

She naturally always smelled like vanilla and Chanel No 5 was her signature scent.

If you wanna go deeper I could say it was the calm that was radiating my space. It was always like that when she was here.

Her aura seemed to be reverting over the last few days.

Being surrounded by her cousin, friends, mom especially gave her the reassurance she desperately needed that there was nothing she could have done to prevent the tragedy.

I of course encouraged reinforcing that Kingsley wasn't all innocent, did works off the books, indulged in the possibility that a contract might have blown him away.

- Literally -

Kelsey agreed letting me know she always figured there was more to him that met the eyes but never pressed. He was just more that a normal army man, her words.

I think she is in the acceptance phase of it all which is why I rather not to disclose -

"Yah listen to me?"

"Yup..."

"Weh mi just say?"

"The hair dresser class yuh fi ten minutes straight before she start prep..." I smirked at her.

Yeah I might be in my head but I listen too.

"Yes! She tell mi next time mi come inna har chair wid rat nest she a trim mi no questions asked.

- Mi kinda did a think bout it inna the moment. Yuh think bald head would a fit mi or mi ago fava likkle Bill?" The choice of cartoon character made me chuckle lowly.

What was her obsession with that little boy anyways? She always made reference to him.

"Weh yah laugh fah? Mi fava him now don't?" her brows crinkle as she wanted an actual answer.

Tilting my head I drank her in.

Smooth chocolate skin radiating under the evening hue.

Shiny gold crop top not exposing too much breast but just enough.

Resting beneath a silver snake belly ring twinkled.

- Belly clean an pretty-

Black high waist jeans clang to her thick thighs like a second skin. Yeah no doubt with her mom around she has a lot of gains. Filling out like the old days.

Baby ass feet tucked in some cute what's that... bridgets... gold rose to be exact.

My eyes darted to her face.

Fucking gorgeous.

Her freshly processed hair framed her round face descending just past her shoulders. She still had all the same facial features intact. The dimples near her lips were deeper confirming the weight gain.

Fuck no she don't look like that ball head mofucka.

"Yah go haffi look a next time or wah? Mi fava him likkle bit inna the farrid part don't?" her brows knitted again making me throw my head back cracking up.