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°Deanne's POV°
4:51 P.M.


I strip off my clothes and toss them into the wash basket before grabbing my towel.

It's minutes to five and the evening sun is beginning to set. Seeping through my bedroom window, it casts a warm glow over the room, highlighting the sheet on the bed, and I smile briefly, admiring how pretty it is.

Mi just love how mi room feel when mi change mi sheet and curtain dem.

Snapping out of my daze, I walk over to the accent chair, nestled in the corner of my room, and pick up the towel that's draped over the armrest.

As I wrap the towel around my nakedness, my mind recalls this evening, making me sigh. When mi tell yuh say di gyal dem ride mi case, them ride it eno. No sah!

Dem nuh rest mi ears wid the man name fi a second!

Every likkle thing, them find some way fi drop een sum'n 'bout the man.

Especially crawses Ali.

Bun mi fi har yussi.

A di worse thing mi coulda eva do and tell her mi business.

Stop it, because yuh know di gyal them business! Yuh too likkle and sometime-ish. And love keep secret.

That's true. But mi nuh business!

This is about them not me.

Germs dem be.

...like yuh never secretly did a enjoy every moment of it.

Whatever.

With an eye roll, I smile, shaking my head before heading towards the bathroom.

Under the cool spray of the shower, my thoughts drift to the football match. It probably soon start by now. Mi already know the whole scheme ago pack up the field, worse di bagga Parkland man dem...and mi cyaa tek the crowd eno.

Sigh.

A Parkland man dem yawh worry 'bout? Or, a certain someone?

I scoff, pushing the thought away. But even as I continue lathering my skin, my thoughts keep drifting back to the same subject.

Him.

The heat creeps into my cheeks.

And my nipples harden beneath the soapy rag.

I clear my throat, and the thoughts of him with it.

Mi not even know why mi so flustered. Mi see Driva nuff time before, so wah mek today feel different?

Maybe because yuh been a walk wide from the man?

And yawh fret how yuh body ago react when yuh finally see him in person again?

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