A Dancehall Story- Book 10 Part 2

Chapter 25 - Flambé

Stacy's POV

When I checked the time it was after 2 in the early morning and I was finding it hard to fall asleep. I had too much on my mind. Planning the event all over again was more stressful than before because I now found it hard to make security my first priority.

I flung the duvet off me and had one of my feet dangling off the bed, hoping that would help to breathe. Line must have felt me moving, he threw his foot over me.

"Garrick!" I grunted through my teeth. I took his foot and flung it off me.

"Stacy, the fuck—?"

"I'm hot and you are all over me." He wasn't but— I don't want him on me right now.

"Wah wrong?" He asked with great concern.

"I don't know, I just can't sleep."

"The AC is on, you want it turn down some more?" He asked. Now I feel bad.

"No, just go back to sleep." God please let him go back to sleep. My prayer was not answered, now he got up and turned the lights on.

Fucking hell!

"I'm getting you some water and a pill—"

"Garrick, I don't need the pill. Maybe I had too much coffee— I will be fine." Not..

He ignored me and took out a bottle of water but he didn't take the pills up. I took the water and pretended to be fine but my inside felt like ants were crawling all over.

"Yuh wah me help you sleep?" He pulled closer to me and kissed my shoulder.

Man, move the fuck away from me.

"I'm fine, Garrick." He kept moving up to my neck and I just wanted to slap him in his head with the water bottle.

"I know what you want," he whispered with a hot breath on my face. An anxiety attack was about to take me over. I wish he would give me some space, he was every fucking where.

We came to an agreement that he would take me to my business places, along with security, but he was always there. Always!

"Garrick, I'm tired and I'm hot."

He was still kissing my neck and breathing all over me, making me want to scream for him to stop but I was doing my best to keep the peace between us.

"Just allow me to help yuh nuh." More like helping himself. I knew he wanted sex but I didn't. I was dry, nothing was coming from down there.

Ashes and dust to pussyclaat...

"I said no." I pushed him off me with every strength I had. He fell back onto the bed and looked at me in astonishment.

"Wah dat fah?" he asked.

"Nothing, I'm going to sleep. Turn the lights off."

Without looking at him I pulled the cover over me and squeezed my eyes shut until there was nothing but darkness. He turned the lights off and I laid there trying to breathe.

Chalkline's POV

Loud talking woke me from my sleep. I was still feeling a little tired and now I was having my sleep interrupted.

I rubbed my eyes and breathed to help me focus. Stacy was sitting on the chair with her legs crossed, arguing with someone.

"Stacy!" I shouted at her.

"What?" She snapped back.

"Yuh nuh feel you too loud?" I asked. She paused and twisted her mouth.

"Rosh, let me call you back." She ended the call and looked at me. "That better?"