After getting off the plane, we were taken to our hotel in Port Antonio. It was a big beautiful suite made of wood, and there were trees and plants all around, giving that official Caribbean feel. Primo was staying somewhere else for the time being, and I knew he was planning to take advantage of all the sexy Jamaican women here.
“How long are we staying, TQ?” Kimberlyn questioned as she circled the place. I followed behind her since I’d never been to this particular hotel either.
My potential business partner wanted to meet in Port Antonio, so I just chose the nicest place to stay in that city. I also heard this area was romantic, which is exactly what I wanted.
“I need to stay two days, but it’s open ended since I flew us here. How long do you wanna stay?”
“Forever,” she beamed and then walked closer to me to wrap her arms around my torso. “I’m kidding, maybe five days?” she squinted her face to see what I thought about that.
“That’s cool, but that’s all the way up until you start school ain’t it?”
“Exactly.”
Since we left the U.S. at 4am, it was around noon here in Jamaica. I just changed into a t-shirt and some khaki shorts, while Kimberlyn changed into some sexy ass red one-piece bathing suit. The shit had cut outs everywhere, showing areas of her body only I needed to see. She put her hair into two braids like Pocahontas, and then slid her pretty feet into some sandals. I watched the whole time like some thirsty nigga.
“Ready?” she smiled.
“Yeah, when did you get that bathing suit?”
“When you took me shopping for this trip,” she replied as she looked into the mirror.
“I bought that shit?” I frowned, trying to remember her picking that out.
“Yep!” I needed to start paying more attention to the shit she picked out instead of just footing the damn bill.
After she threw on this little see through jacket thing, we went out to the beach to chill, but ended up playing in the fuckin’ water. That shit was weak as fuck, and I didn’t want to do it, but it turned out to be fun. We then came back to the room to change, before going out to have some lunch. We ordered all kinds of shit off the menu just to try it and see what we liked. That bill was sky high, but it was worth the enjoyment, and seeing my shorty smile and shit.
We finally made it back to the hotel, after sight seeing, so we got into the shower together, and then climbed into the big ass bed.
“You had fun today?” I asked and she nodded with a smile.
“A lot of fun. I’ve never traveled outside of Boston before.”
“No? That’s crazy. I’ve traveled all of my life. Part of what I do is traveling. It gets tiring sometimes though, when you just wanna be still for a moment.”
“I couldn’t imagine, but I guess if I was always on the move like you, then that would make sense.”
“Yeah, sometimes I just want to chill in my city for a month straight, but that ain’t possible. The money is good though, because I can afford to do things like this for you, for us.”
“All of us?” she scooted closer to me and kissed my lips.
“That’s a weird way to say it, but yeah.”
She nodded, but I could see in her eyes that something was bothering her. I slipped my hand between her legs, and the heat coming from it felt so damn good. Slipping my tongue into her mouth, I got on top of her and in between her legs. Pulling off her sleep shirt, I threw it to the floor before removing my boxers and doing the same.
“I love you,” she whispered as I forced entry into her body.
It was dark in the room, but we could still see because of the sliver of light the stars provided. The faces she was making, and the soft moans she let out were my favorite parts. She exploded on my rod, so I slid out of her while sucking her nipples. I then put her on all fours, pressing the side of her face into the pillow.
As I entered her slowly from behind, I sucked her lips gently. She whimpered lightly and balled the sheets into her small fists as I began to thrust in and out of her walls. Being inside her was the greatest feeling in the world. I’d had a lot of good pussy, but I think because there were deep feelings involved, it made it better for me.
I rubbed my hands up and down her small sweaty back as she cried out. Gripping her ass cheeks, I sped up my thrusts, pounding her as she begged for mercy. Soon after, I was spilling inside of her body. Pulling out slowly, we both moaned. I then went to get a warm towel for us both, using one to clean her, and one for myself.
We got back in the bed, and drifted off to sleep together. As Ice Cube once said, today was a good day.
In the middle of the night, I opened my eyes to see that Kimberlyn was gone. This was the fourth or fifth time she’d left the bed in the middle of the night. Tonight I wasn’t too sleepy to go in search of her though.
I got up, and then grabbed my boxers off the floor to put them on. I saw the bathroom light was on despite the door being closed, so I made my way to it. I heard her weeping faintly, and that shit caught me off guard. I racked my brain trying to think of the day’s events, and what could’ve made her react this way. Before I could come up with anything, she was coming out and bumping into me.
“Tarenz,” she sniffled and quickly wiped her eyes.
“Why are you crying?” I was now angry, wondering if someone had done something to her. She stared up into my eyes, and then looked off, still silent. “Kimberlyn.”
“I’m pregnant,” she responded in the lowest tone she had.
I didn’t reply right away because I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t know if I was happy, angry, or what. Nah, I knew I wasn’t angry, but I just didn’t know how I felt.
Tears continued to ski down her smooth cheeks, so I brought her into me and hugged her tightly. I kissed her cheek even though it was wet, and then pulled back a little to look down into her face.
“How am I gonna finish school?” she cried.
“You’re gonna finish, shorty, don’t worry about that, okay? Let’s be happy about it. At least the baby is coming in the world to two people who love each other, and not to two people who had a one-night stand, aight?” I said, and she chuckled and nodded.
She tightened her grip around my torso, and we stood there just kissing for a few moments. Kimberlyn had changed my life and me in more ways than one, and now a nigga was gonna be someone’s daddy. And to think just earlier this year I was on my how to be a player shit.
Chapter Twelve: Matikah
One week later…
I danced in the passenger seat of my grandmother’s car to “Rich As Fuck” by Lil Wayne as she cracked up at me. She hated rap music, so anytime it came on the radio, I made sure to turn it up and dance to annoy her.
“Turn that shit down before you burst my already sensitive ear drums, Matikah,” she chuckled as she turned into the driveway.
I laughed while twisting the knob, and once she parked I unbuckled my seat belt. As we brought the groceries up the porch steps, we realized it was completely covered in bouquets of roses, and in the middle of the circle were two gifts.
“What the hell is all this shit?’ my grandmother frowned, saying exactly what I was thinking.
I bent down a little to snatch one of the cards off the flowers, and when I saw it was a card with Lendsey’s name in it, I immediately threw it down to the ground.
I hadn’t talked to or seen his ass since the day he told me that he cheated on me, and that was two and a half weeks ago. I was done with his ass, and when I started to feel the need to call him, I would occupy myself with my friends, if I could. Lately they stayed boo’d up, even Goldie, which I don’t know how she did when Britain had a girlfriend.
“It’s Lendsey?” my grandmother questioned as she moved some of the flowers to the side so that we could get to the door.
“Yes,” I sighed.
“You don’t wanna talk to him?” she quizzed further once we got inside and began unpacking the groceries.
“I really do
n’t. I haven’t even thought about him until just now when I saw all of the roses out front.”
“Sit down, Matikah.” She pulled a chair out at the table in the kitchen, so I obliged. She sat down herself, and then stared at me for a little bit. “Be honest, I know you.”
“I am being—” I stopped when she gave me that look that Tami from Basketball Wives makes. “I do want to talk to him but why should I? There isn’t anything to talk about. He slept with someone else and then to make matters worse, he tried to justify it because of his past.”
“He slept with her?” she cocked her head.
“Well no, he let her umm, you know, put her mouth on his private parts. He said he stopped her after that, but I don’t believe it. And even if he did, that doesn’t make a difference.”
“Is this the first time he’s reached out?”
“No, he calls me all the time, every day! He texts me nonstop, and he even made an Instagram to DM me on,” I chuckled at the last part, along with my grandmother. “Look, here he goes.” I slid my phone to her so she could read the text.
Don’t Answer: Did you get home? If so I hope you like the gifts baby. I swear I’ve learned my lesson already. I don’t need much punishment.
My grandmother giggled before pushing my phone back to me.
“That boy is desperate.”
“He even had his mother call me and try to convince me for him.”
“Really? And you’re sure you don’t want to try it out again? I thought you said you were falling in love with him?”
“I was, but it wasn’t real.”
“Why do you say that?” She got up from the table to get what she needed to make dinner.
“Because if it were real this wouldn’t have happened,” I frowned because she should’ve known that.
“That’s not true, honey. Relationships aren’t perfect. Now I’m not saying what he did was okay, because it wasn’t at all. But what I’m saying is if you feel in your heart that you want to be with him, and that he has actually learned from his mistakes, then give it a try. But if you think he’s doing all this just to get you back and mess up again, then by all means, keep away from him.”
“Grandpa never treated you this way,” I fidgeted.
“Your grandfather treated me very well just like Lendsey treats you. He had his moments though, and I contemplated leaving plenty of times, but I didn’t. Then the one time I finally did, I was gone from him for a month. And when I finally decided to come back, honey, he was a new man. I think it’s good that you’re showing him early on what you won’t accept. I think if I had have left your grandfather earlier, he too would’ve shaped up quicker. But that only happens when the man is a good man, if he isn’t a good man, then nothing you do will improve him.”
I was surprised to hear that my grandfather cheated on my grandmother, but I understood what she was saying. The problem was, I wasn’t sure if Lendsey had actually turned over a new leaf. I mean what about the saying, once a cheater always a cheater? Yeah, no, if I go back to him he will think he can do what he wants to me. I was gonna continue to be strong until I was over him. Then again, the fact that he was trying so hard made me think. I knew he wasn’t the type to give a fuck, and the fact that he did had me blushing a little.
“I don’t know. I admit I’m surprised by his pleading,” I sighed.
“He’s probably never come in contact with a woman like you, Matikah. He needs you. He needs a woman who will keep his ass in line.”
I watched my grandma start dinner, and then I remembered the gifts on the porch. I went out to retrieve them, as well as two of the many rose bouquets. Rushing to my room, I plopped down on my bed to open the big one.
Inside the big box were the Rihanna Puma slide ins in pink. I remember telling him I wanted them but they were sold out. I slipped them onto my bare feet, and twinkled my toes as I looked down at them. I then grabbed the slightly smaller box, and opened it to see a pretty gold bracelet with two diamond charms hanging from it. One charm was my initials, and the other was a pretty diamond heart. I looked further into it and saw there was a small folded note. I opened it up and it read, add this one only if you want to. He was referring to the diamond charm with LQ. I put the note and charm back into the box before locking it up. I then put the bracelet on, and laid back with my slippers still on.
Grabbing my phone, I went to our text conversation to respond.
Me: Thanks for the gifts Len, but I’m sorry, I just can’t be with you anymore.
I backed out of my text app, and when I saw he’d texted back, I just locked my phone and silenced it. Ten minutes later he was calling, so I turned my phone face down so I wouldn’t be tempted to answer. I knew if I responded he would think he had a chance; he was very mistaken, however.
Chapter Twelve: Britain
Saturday afternoon…
Today, there was a little afternoon function at the park. Everybody was gonna be there, and I couldn’t wait. Usually my brothers and I didn’t like going to open invitation functions, because niggas were haters and niggas were also thirsty. By saying that, we either would encounter a tiff, or sometimes niggas would follow us around trying to be down with whatever it is we did. The funny thing about that shit was that niggas had no idea what my family and I were into, they just knew we had money, plenty of bitches, and that our name almost meant as much as the president’s.
“How do I look?” Tekeya spun around to show me her fit.
I swear my shorty’s body was the truth, and it almost made me want to fuck her. Too bad I’d been fulfilling my needs elsewhere, and with the same chick. Usually I cheated with multiple women, but for some reason I was always hittin’ Goldie’s phone.
“You look sexy as fuck, ma,” I smirked and hit the bedroom light to cut it off.
I spent the night in the house with Tekeya, attempting to maybe rekindle what we had, but it didn’t work. I ended up sleeping in the guest room and getting on FaceTime with Goldie. I knew it was shady that I was fucking around with the same girl, but I couldn’t help whom I wanted when I wanted them. Cheating with multiple women didn’t seem as bad because it showed that Tekeya was number one, but now that I’d only been messing with one, that showed feelings were involved. That’s the only reason I was trying to even spark up what Tekeya and I had again, to prove to myself that I wasn’t feeling Goldie as much. It didn’t work though.
“I can’t wait to walk up in there on your arm,” Tekeya chuckled as I opened the front door for her. I just shook my head. Was I her nigga or a new pair of red bottoms?
We made it to the park about twenty minutes later, and I parked a little ways down because I didn’t want my whip right up front. Like a sucker ass nigga, I immediately began searching the function for Goldie. She told me she was coming with Kimberlyn and Matikah, so I was planning on seeing her… from afar.
“There are my brothers, come on.” I walked over, holding Tekeya’s hand as she basked in the moment, showing off to the girls that we walked by and that spoke to me.
I declined to say anything back to them, because one, I had already fucked most of them, and two, I didn’t wanna hear Tekeya’s mouth.
I dapped my brothers up, and then sat down with them. Tekeya sat right next to me, and for some reason I was just annoyed by her presence. I hated to feel that way but it was true. I wanted her to go mingle or some shit. I honestly didn’t want Goldie seeing her next to me as crazy as that sounded.
“Aye, there goes Angelica,” I pointed to Tekeya’s home girl.
“Oh, I will go talk to her in a second,” she typed on her phone.
“Go make me a plate shorty, please.”
“Okay, babe.” She kissed my cheek, and then switched off towards where the food was.
“Aye, when is Kimberlyn coming?” I asked TQ, and he, Rhys, and Lendsey burst into laughter. “Fuck is so funny?” I frowned. I glanced at Jayce who was staring off into space looking drunk than a muthafucka.
“Waiting for
Goldie to get here? You know it’s gonna be some shit when she shows up,” Rhys laughed, as Summer sat in his lap shaking her head with a half smile. She’d been really quiet as of late, and that was strange.
“Nah, I was just asking a fucking question, you know, making conversation. I know y’all niggas are too stupid to know what that is,” I hissed, knowing they were right.
I looked over my shoulder, and that’s when I saw the three ladies walking in. Kimberlyn walked right up to TQ, and them niggas started kissing like they hadn’t seen each other in years. I chuckled as a couple of his hood rats sucked their teeth and talked shit. Matikah sat on the other side of me, and awkwardly only spoke to everyone but Lendsey’s lovesick ass. He was staring at her looking like his damn dog died. Goldie flashed me a sexy smile as I looked over her body and beautiful face. She and her friends all had on little ass jean shorts and tops with no straps, they just had different colors on. Kimberlyn’s top was in white, Matikah had on red, and Goldie had a gold one on. It was funny that her mama named her Goldie, and that was her favorite color. She said her mom’s favorite color was gold as well. Look at me remembering shit she’d told me. Anyway, her golden brown hair was hanging down her sexy back, and her smooth light skin was glowing. Damn. I tucked my bottom lip in as I recalled the nights I was inside her.
“What’s up?” she finally asked while smiling.
“What’s good?” I bit my lip again, and looked over her smooth legs, wishing they were wrapped around my head, right when Tekeya showed up with my plate.
“Excuse me,” she low-key snapped at Goldie, wanting to get by.
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