86|Wheew

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Ryleigh's POV:

"You act like yuh neva get breast fed as a baby" I whine, trying to force his head from my breasts.

He completely ignores me.

"Jordanne..." I try again.

He looks up at me for a moment, then back to my boobs.

"Unuh hear somebody?" he poses the question to the two sacks of fat sitting on my chest.

*A weh dem pick up dah man yah come drop ina me life?*

I slap him lightly, causing him to laugh, before he settles in them again.

"Mah try talk to you fi real babe" I complain.

Jordanne groans wickedly, before pulling himself up to lay beside me. I watch him look at his work phone before snuggling up beside me to dedicate his full attention.

"Bus ears now.." he mumbles, staring at me.

I hiss and roll my eyes, preparing myself to complain about my friends.

*As if the man nuh have nuttin else fi worry him*

A your man?

*Our man.... literally*

"Nobody nah 'gree with nobody again, I swear... this person no wah that person know this..next person want apology...next person nah give it...just arguments and tension as if alla we anuh basically family?" I start off, voice covered in concern.

I duh know wah do my friends, them nah 'friend' like one time.

"Mhmhm... " is all he hums.

"So weh me fi do? me stuck ina the middle... because me get one person point but like I understand everybody too.."

His hand begins to move beneath the covers. I watch to see how far he'll bring it while continuing the spew of frustration.

He lands it on my inner thigh and my breath hitches.

"J' ...... a serious supm mah tell you" I whine even more.

*Lol that man is not hearing a word outa yuh mouth*

I watch as he ignores me, nodding as if he's listening to anything I'm saying.

I decide to test my theory.

"And then Porsha started dating the other girl's husband..and now dem married" changing my story to what happened in RHOA a year ago.

"Yeah?" he asks, faking concern.

*Mi rass lol*

"And Pam ate the rat...and the rat ate the cat...I am a girl...see my bag here"

"Jah Jah..." he shakes his head, his hand now trying to shift my bed shorts.

Alright....mek we see supm..

"So.... Lenard said tha-"

"Who?!" he stops, looking up at me in confusion and another emotion I can't read.

I giggle and try to move his hand from my entrance.

"Mi know yuh woulda hear dat....me a try tell yuh supm but you nah listen..." I release a sharp sigh and turn over, pulling the covers to my head....just to exaggerate the hurt.

He laughs heartily before dragging the covers from me.

"Okay, mah listen fi real this time" he whispers, bringing me into his hold.

*A so man fi smell good....*

My turn fi tell you fi focus...

"Mariah and Muuch kick off, Lorelle somehow end up in deh, T' a try calm down everybody and catch bay stray.... bay things..."

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