Ryleigh's POV:
"What's wrong with your knuckles?" J' asks in a calm but still concerned tone.
Think him woulda know the way I can't blink without him knowing these days.
*Might just be asking for asking sake*
I bring my hands up to observe them....him nahgo like the answer....at all.
"Nuttin....." I try, knowing he won't accept that.
"Okay" he breathes, and moves to pick up his phone.
*Rass*
"Okay yuh nahfi call nobody" I laugh, while throwing my legs across his waist.
His eyes find mine, staring directly into my thoughts. I look away and back to him a few times before I find what I think is the best answer.
"Boxing..." I let out.
"You always box.... nuttin never do you knuckles yet..." with this, his eyes squint into skepticism.
Uggghhhh....
Alright here we go....
"Just challenge one a di sub-dons earlier..... weh say my only claim to the top is p*ssy... so I brought him to the training field and we fist it ou--"
"Wah?" he asks, cutting me off.
*See mah tell yuh...*
A still boxing, if you ask me, or anybody else reading. Just boxing without the glove, the gym...and the punching bag
*Girl please....*
"Who exactly?" Jordanne adds to his question while my fingers find his chest.
"Jerome's son, you know... from Clarendon.... and somebody else, I think from St.Thomas.." I explain as vaguely as I possibly can.
Out of nowhere, he drags me onto him fully, now looking into my eyes.
"Talk clear Love...." his words are hoarse and his eyes have become darker.
Darker than they usually are....
"No need fi worry, them good now.." I say giggling at the memory of me being swift enough to evade any hits, but quick enough to land them freely.
"Ryleigh.... speak... mi nuh have di time fi the run arou---"
"Okayyyy" I roll my eyes, bringing my head down to his chest for more comfort. "I know you said to just pull them down from command for whichever parish they're in charge of if them try disrespect me, butttt..."
*But nothing*
"But?" he asks.
"But I just feel like weh dem say did too disrespectful, especially the one from St.Thomas... so mi did just affi prove a quick point... and see the point proven... he wanted to cause a scene so me give everybody a production" I say shrugging, before lifting my head slightly to look at him.
Cya read him expression.
"Ry' .... if a did anybody else you would've had a few bruises...yuh know dat right?"
I giggle knowingly...
"I know... after me nuh mad... I know how him grow...from prep school days till now, now that I proved my point me can walk in peace" I breathe, bringing my head back down to his chest.
His chest rises and falls, a few times before he starts stroking my hair.
"Wah dem say nuh wrong still" he chuckles.
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RomanceRyleigh Stevens? yeah that's me.. Come along with me on life's adventures. What adventures you might ask? You'll just have to read on to find out 😉// Snippet: Unuh see how the man a hug me woman and a look ina me eye?" Jordanne chuckles. "Then him...
