《The Jamaican Savage and Ratched kinda Love》'A Master at Work'
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Reign's POV
"Mi no know, mi just feel fi some fish!" She said, turning her head for my opinion. "Wa yuh think?"
I was not about to have a whole food debate with Casidy , because I knew first hand, how it would've ended. 'Mi fall fi da trap deh too much!' I just wanted her to choose so we could go back to my place. And the earlier the better.
"Anything yuh seh mi wi work wid C, just talk fast so mi know which way mi fi go C."
"Yuh know mi did waan check out da new place deh a Falmouth wa mi hear seh dem weigh di food doe? A eeda deh so or wi can just stop off a Fish Hut..."
Never ask a woman what they want to eat! Just surprise them or tell them where you're taking them.
"Hear wa, wi go stop off and get two fish outta hut and den yuh go grab supm a Tastebudz kool!" I insisted. Really wasn't gonna ask again. And with that I floored the gas pedal.
By 5:05 pm we were by fish hut, I decided to stay in the car and Casidy went to order, while I sipped on some 'Okra punch.'
'🎶Fat punnani a dead tonight,🎶 mi come fi run di nookie red tonight🎶' I thought. 'Yuh know mi watch too much Checkboss! All a theif Uncle Roy song!'
In no time Casidy came back with our meals and drove out, heading for Falmouth.
'Next stop, Tastebudz then Red room! Boclaat! Dawg yuh ave it!' My subconciousness boosted.
I turned off on Cornwall street and parked right infront of taste budz. "Seet ya, yuh reach!" I said to a Casidy that was glued to her phone in what seemed like a chain of message. She literally jumped when I spoke.
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'Casidy a move shaky inna ee evening ya so?'
"Eeeh?" Looking up at the sign she said, "Oh! A right ya so!"
"Yea, C yuh good?" I made sure to ask before jumping to any conclusions. 'Cause mi no waan fi go off lacka bomb inna dis tideh ya!' She flashed me a warm smile and leaned in to kiss me on the lips.
'Good girl!'
"Yes Reign, mi soon come back. Do you want anything?" She asked and I shook my head saying no.
*Phone ringing*
"Mek sure a sittn important eno sa!" I answered strictly.
"Yes bossy, Di same person from weh day faawud back eno. But mi tell him, mi affi get clearance fi mek him go in."
"Ahhh! So weh him deh now?" I asked.
'How the fuck did he reach here when him wife and pickney just land' That explains the awkwardness C was dishing out not long ago.
"Aaright mi wi fix it soon!" I said hanging up. Time to get creative!
C was now back and rambling about the fact that they actually weighed the food box before pricin, but I had my focus on only one thing. I wasn't gonna allow a low life to 'fuck up,' what I have.
Casidy's POV
He barely even paid me any attention while he was driving to his place. But then, 'what the f...' He drove pass the Retreat Heights turn off !
"Reign memba seh a uppa your house wi ago eno!" I managed to sound quite seductive, but I was nervous as hell!
Spencer had texted me earlier saying he was almost by my house. I didn't wanna tell him through a text that he and I wouldn't have worked out and because I'm around Reign, I can't exactly call!
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"Yeah mi know, just waan yuh get a few things at yuh house then wi go up."
'Mi dead now to pussyclaat!'
How would I pull this one off? He is gonna see mi get out of a car and he's gonna wanna know who's the person. And Reign... 'Dark lacka MIDNIGHT!'
'JESUS ! Tek di wheel fi mi no please!'
We were now pulling off the highway to proceed to the gate. I spot Spencer on the outside, parked and on his phone moments away from the gate.
'Well thank yuh father the vehicle tint and wi under AC'
We were now about to pass when Reign slowed down and reached for the button to let the window down.
'Wait! Wa yaa do! No... no... no!' Suby shouted trembling with fear.
He pressed it and my subconciousness fainted!
"Good evening Mr. Wyndam, how's the wife and kids?" Reign asked.
'Wait what?' Suby asked. She neva badda faint. 'Mi naa hide a rassclaat!'
I lowered my window too and leaned forward to show my presence .
This man told me he was single and ready to have kids soon! He never once mentioned wife and kids!
'These men ain't shit!'
Spencer got off his phone and moved closer and grip Reign's hand in a hearty handshake.
'The fuck... Dem know dem one a nedda?'
"Yes, how are your wife and kids?" I asked rather loudly that he had to stoop to peep into the vehicle. Our eyes made four.
"Yow yuh affi mek wi work pon supm soon eno. Yuh done know how the thing set!" Reign said before he could answer. "Wifey hungry so mi affi mek it quick! But next time yaa come my side yuh fi link mi!"
He drove up the entrance. When we reached my lot, I got out and went inside to pack a bag quickly. By the time we drove back to the gate, Spencer was missing in action, so I decided to break the silence.
"I didn't know you knew Mr. Wyndam? How so?" I asked.
"Yea man, a him draft up the plan fimi house. Dem man deh a top architect man!" He chuckled. " You?"
I hesitated a but told him anyways. "Thats the likkle bwoi that I've been seeing since recently!"
"No shit Sherlock!" He laughed hard while making the Retreat turn off. I don't know what was so funny, I rolled my eyes. "Wa yaa seh C?"
We pulled up to his gate that now bore a, recently built, security office. Out came one of the armed securities and knocked on the window.
'Wait a minute! What am I missing here?'
"Oh, unu a learn man! A so unu fi always check, all when a my car!" He looked amused.
"Evening Mr. Whyte," Reign just nodded and drove through the, now, opened gate.
"After wi eat, mi talk to yuh bout everything! From the very beginning. But C, a the last time mi go eva talk bout it zeen!" I nodded in acknowledgement and gathered my things to go inside.
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