This chapter is dedicated to @YzcelTheWorld thanks for your words of encouragement earlier. You're the best!!! 😘
Tristan
"Here. I brought you something." Tiana said, sliding into the front seat.
She pushed a white and blue striped gift bag in my arms. My eyebrows furrows in confusion.
"You didn't have to get me anything."
"Just accept the damn gift." Tiana said, starting up the car.
Early this morning we visited the hospital. The doctor told her all she needed to know about her mother's condition. Tiana didn't seem to mind much, she was just silent after speaking with the doctor. After that, we stopped off at ATL and rented a sedan. It didn't cost much and I was loving this new car, it reminded me of the one I use to own back in Italy. After renting the car we headed downtown. Tiana did some shopping seeing as the house needed a couple things. Food stuff. Oh we also stopped at Flow to purchase one of those Internet boxes. Our last stop was Sangsters Bookstore.
Tiana took that one though. I didn't go with her. I peeped inside of the bag. There was a green and white book inside, a map of Jamaica was on the center of the book cover. The title was in all caps and painted in gold. "Jamaican Patwah." It read. Taking the book out of the gift bag, I traced my fingers over the title.
"Creole?"
"Yes. You seem intrigue that day when I spoke Creole for the first time. So I brought you a book. It has everything you need to know." She answers. She pivots the car into the left lane, speeding down the road.
I flipped the book open.
"And you should also do some touring." She said, the car comes to an halt. "..... would be a shame to come here and not do some touring. You shouldn't let me hold you back."
"I came here because I wanted to be with you." I said, closing the book.
"I know you did, but isn't there anything you wanna do while you're here?" She asked in exasperation.
"Nope." She takes a U-Turn. The car started down a wide stretch of road. People hustle and bustle about as they hurried down the road towards their destination.
Tiana sighs. "Fine okay! Just know you're not a prisoner, you're free to go out and do your own shit."
"Mhmm." I hummed.
Reaching over I flipped on the radio. The ride back to her mother's house was filled with silence. We didn't say much. Half an hour later we pulled up in front of the house. After parking the car, we grabbed the things from the car and stroll inside of the house.
"Hungry?" Tiana asked, when we placed the things on the counter.
"Yes i could eat." I replied.
"Thought you would say that." She said, smiling.
I picked up the gift bag along with the white plastic bag, which has in the Internet box. I dropped them in the couch.
"What ya planning to make?"
"Ackee, salt fish and round dumplings."
"Isn't that like your national dish."
Her lips twitches. "Seems like you've been doing your research and yes. Except the round dumplings aren't apart it."
I took a seat at the counter. "I've never had Jamaican food before."
"I wasn't gonna let you leave, without at least tasting our national dish."
Tiana grabs a bowl from the cabinet, opening the bag of flour, she pours a good amount in the container before closing the bag. She washes her hands at the sink before sprinkling some salt in the flour.
"You're so thoughtful."
"You won't go out, the least I can do is cook for you." She said, sprinkling some baking soda on the flour, as well.
"Have you ever heard the saying. 'The way to a man's heart, is through his stomach'" I quoted.
Tiana snorted a laugh. "There's a bag of Ackee in the that bag..." She pointed on the bag beside me. ".... take them out for me. Also take out the quarter pound of salt fish." Rolling up her sleeves she started to mix the ingredients together. Opening the bag, I rummage around until I found the stuff she asked for.
"You need help?" I asked.
"Nope. Go write or something. I'll take care of this." She said, shooing me.
Scrunching up my face, I got up from the seat. Ambling to the couch. I Removed the book which Tiana gifted me from the bag. Sprawling out on the couch, i started to flip through it. I must have dozed off, because out of nowhere I felt Tiana poking me on the cheek. I grunted as I shy away from her assault. The smell of scrumptious food wafts up to my nose. Jesus that smells fucking good.
"Yah! Get the fuck up!" Tiana said, shaking me violently.
I grunted in vexation. Grabbing her by the wrist, I yanked her on top of me.
Tiana yelped In shock. "Tristan!" She squirms ontop of me trying to get away. "Let me go, pervert!"
"You weren't saying that last night." I said, opening my eyes.
She glowers at me, folding her arms under her breast. Her nipples pressed against her t-shirt. I quickly averted my eyes, when I felt my manhood starting to stir.
"Won't you let me up."
"Nope." I said, tightening my hold around her middle.
"The dumplings will become saggy if you don't eat them hot."
"I don't mind."
"Why do you always have an answer for everything?" She chided.
"I just do."
Unfolding her arms, she placed them on both sides of my head. Her hair brushes against my forehead. Her lips hovers over mine. "Your sex drive has gone crazy." She said, grounding her ass against my half hard shaft.
"You're playing with fire right now." I rasped.
She smirks. "I'm I?" She raises her eyebrow at me.
"You're such a fucking cocktease."
"Stop acting like you don't like it." She purrs at me.
Wrapping my fingers around her neck, I pulled her down for a bruising kiss. Our teeth clashed together. I could taste the metallic taste of blood in my mouth, but I didn't care. I shoved my tongue into her mouth, taking control of the kiss. Tiana grounds her hips into mine. My cock jerks in the confines of my jeans. Jesus. Her right hand slid between our bodies. Just as things were heating up between us, there was a knock at the door. Not your normal knock, I mean the person was banging on the door.
Tiana broke the kiss. "Someone is at the door."
"I'm sure they'll go away."
Tiana giggles. "Go eat your food. I'll deal with the door."
She pressed another kiss to my lips, before extracting herself from me. I hauled myself out of the chair, counting to ten to calm my raging hard on down. Tiana shuffle towards the door, pulling the door open reluctantly.
The person on the other side of the door pushes the door open. Tiana moves back, her expression cold.
"Wah gwaan?" The guy on the other side of the door, said in Creole. (What's up?)
Ackee, saltfish and round dumplings.
*drools*
Who do you think is at the door? It's pretty obvious. 😂😂