Gia, a savvy Jamaican, finds herself drawn to Nile, a rising young artist. Their journey through challenges and love unfolds with a slow burn, infused with satirical humor, as they navigate their own challenges as well as their budding romance again...
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📍Rick's Cafe West End Rd. Negril, Westmoreland Jamaica
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GEORGIA HOLDEN
"Mek e dutty bwoy galang Gia, memba a you name good pussy Georgia enuh." Sai said while rubbing my back.
"Memba e time yuh call we say di bwoy a cry during sex?" I nod my head as a smile took over my face at the memory.
There are certain situations where men just should not cry...
Weh yah cry fah yah batty-bwoy?
"Exactly! One good pussy Gia wah mek man scream and bawl inna the pussy." Shae-Ann chimed in.
She always soun so weird trying to speak patois... Typical uptownians.
And you are?
A mixture of both.
Drifting from my thoughts I tuned in on Shae's conversation that she was having on the phone seemingly talking to her boyfriend, Whisper.
"Whisper mi nah give yuh any bun, I'm really not out cheating. I'm with Gia we are on our way to Negril, a party is keeping there."
"So a Gia yah use as excuse fih guh out guh fuck? Listen mi nuh man find yuh way back a yuh rass yard or else when yuh come back yuh nah guh have nowhere fih stay."
But yah suh festive eh?
"Gia is right here beside me baby I'll let you talk to her." Shae responded her voice shaking.
Which man??
Handing me the phone I looked at her questioningly as if I didn't overhear their conversation and was listening keenly.
Taking the phone I answered it trying my best to sound unsure.
