A Dancehall Story- Book 10 Part 2

Chapter 67 - The Trick

Chalkline's POV

"You want me to take her off you?" Stacy asked. I almost fell asleep with Melody laying on my chest. That's the only way she would go to sleep.

"Yeah, I need to go home and get some sleep."

"You can sleep here enuh, I am not that wicked to make you drive out this hour of the night."

I looked at the time, it was some minutes to 12. It wasn't that late. "Me good man, plus I need a shower and I don't have anything here."

She took Melody off me. "You do have clothes upstairs but if you want to leave, it's up to you."

"Where will I sleep?" I asked and she hissed her teeth and walked out with the baby.

The drive to my house wasn't far, better to leave than to put up with Stacy's attitude and having to sleep in another.

"Make me come guh my yard yah man." I started looking for my keys, but couldn't find them on the couch. They were on the kitchen counter.

"Suh you leaving?" I turned to see her standing with her arms folded across her chest.

"Me nuh ask you weh me aguh sleep and you hiss your teeth."

"Why you want drive on the road so late and you're tired? You have someone you want to go to?"

Here yah now. This me really nah go do with her right now. "Weh the clothes you have for me?"

"Upstairs," she replied. I took the lead and climbed the stairs. Stacy had some weird ways of doing things. She wanted me to stay but she would die before she asked me directly.

Watch me and her little red bloodclaat in here tonight.

She gave me the clean clothes and I went to the bathroom. All I could think about in the shower is she sitting in the bedroom, wearing something sexy. Now mi hood stiff.

I waited until it got soft before I got dressed and went into the bedroom and out of respect I grabbed two pillows from the bed and went to the couch.

"Wah?" I asked after she sat up in bed looking at me.

"You sleeping there?"

"You want me to go sleep in Melody's old nursery?"

"Ummm..."

"Oh, you don't want me in here? Sorry, I will go downstairs."

She got up from the bed and blocked the door. I planned to keep going. "I never said that."

"What you mean?" I asked.

"Why are you being so difficult?"

The fuck do dah woman yah? "Stacy, wah yuh problem?"

She hissed her teeth then moved from the door. "Just gwan, Garrick."

Oh yeah, here it is. I grabbed her before she sat on the bed and braced her against the wall. "Wah yuh problem?"

"I don't have none," she replied, pouting her lips. I wondered for a moment if she could hear how fast my heart was beating.

"Suh why the attitude?" I knew why. I just wanted her to fucking say it.

"Garrick, can I go to bed?"

"You want me in your bed, Stacy?" I lifted her chin, tempting her with a kiss.

"Garrick, just—"

"Just wah? Yuh want me inside your bed or inside you?" I moved in for a small kiss, parting her lips with my tongue.