"Jayda?"

"Huh? Yeah."

"I've been calling your name for like two minutes. I said do you wanna eat something before we get on the plane?"

I was thinking about last night when Cato dropped me off at home. I was trying to ignore the fact that I allowed him to drive me around the city for two hours. No words spoken at all. Now here I am in the airport at 6am. Partially sleepy because I was drove around all night.

I could tell Sylvester noticed something off with me too. I mean I had nothing to hide, but I didn't want to introduce him to my past. Cato is my past and I'm not trying to go backwards in my newly found life.

"Oh no thanks. I'm going to save all my appetite for the Jamaican food." I kindly declined his offer. He looked very comfortable right now in his sweatsuit and slides. His tattoos peaked from under his sweater. It made you wonder how it looked underneath to the point where you wanted to rip his shirt apart. Now he was fine, but not finer than...

C'mon now Jayda. Do better!

"Agreed. I can't wait to hit them jet skis no lie." he rubbed his hands together grinning. I chuckled at his giddiness.

"Me too. I'm ready to do some extravagant stuff. Speaking of which did you pay for our activity fees?" I panicked. I forgot to ask him before we got in the Uber.

"Relax. Yes I did as promised. I'm actually scared to go zip lining." he intertwined our fingers.

"Me too, but hey you only live once right?"

"Might be our last time living you never know." He joked nudging me in the side. I squinted at him.

"Boy what? Don't say no shit like that. You'll fuck around and make me leave this airport." I looked at him serious as a heart attack. He knows I don't play like that, especially not on my way onto a damn plane.

"Oh yeah I forgot how "woke" you are."

"I'm not fake woke, I'm real woke. I can say some things to your face, but you just might say fuck this flight." I spat out annoyed with him all of a sudden. Maybe I'm coming on my period because I really didn't mean to come off that harsh.

"Damn what's the matter with you?" he looked deeply confused holding his hands up defensively. I sucked my teeth.

"Nothing."

"I see what you're trying to do," he turned his body fully my way. "You're trying to pick a fight with me so you won't go with me to Jamaica."

"What? Boy how do you sound? I ain't wasting my money and getting up at three in the morning for no reason of course I want to go to Jamaica." Lies.

"You don't want to go with me though."

"Sylvester please don't start with me in this airport." I chuckled letting him know not to try me right now.

"It's that nigga from the restaurant ain't it?" my head snapped at him as quick as I blinked.

"You sound really slow right now I hope you know that." I chuckled trying to put my airpods in, but he took them out of my ears. Okay he's starting to annoy the fuck out of me.

"Can you open up to me for once? I'm your man and I don't know anything about your past except Justyce's father."

"Sperm donor and yup you sure don't." I corrected him.

"If you're going to act childish I don't want to go with you." Ouch.

"Okay I'll just go by myself." I shrugged and popped the airpods back in my ear. I don't need you sir, I can do bad all by myself.

The entire plane ride we didn't say a word to each other. We were dragging our luggage down the hallway of the hotel we were staying in. Personally I wanted to stay in a cabana, but he didn't have enough funds to satisfy me and he wanted to pay for the trip himself, which I understood why, but I didn't mind because it had a nice view. Not particularly how I imagined my first trip out of the country, but it was still beautiful inside and out.

"This is niceee," I nodded searching around the big room with carpeted walls and white carpeted flooring. "You see the water? This is crazy." I stepped out onto the balcony of our room. Wow. So this is what freedom tastes like. I scanned the people who looked like ants from here. Beautiful black and brown skins just lollygagging in little to no clothes.

"It's even more beautiful with you standing in front of it." Two tattooed arms slithered their way around my waist. I don't know why I expected to smell expensive cologne and weed, but I didn't. Sylvester doesn't smoke or wear the kinds of cologne Cato does, he drinks and he wears Calvin Klein cologne which isn't bad. "I'm sorry about earlier." He kissed me on top of my head.

"No I'm sorry for snapping at you like that you didn't do anything wrong for me to talk to you like that. Erm, but what do you suspect? You think I'm cheating on you? With him?"

"N-Nah I just I don't know what I was thinking." he shook his head letting out a deep sigh.

"Good," I placed my hands on his face. "Because he's nobody you should be worried about. I'm all about you baby." I bit my lip wrapping my arms around his neck bringing him down to my level. Those lips are to die for.

We made out on the balcony for five minutes straight before taking it inside and flopping on the bed. I smiled when I felt him tug at my shirt to remove which I did.

"I was hoping we could grab some food before we got down with the get down, but this'll do too." I giggled, caressing his face in my hands. Sylvester's smile broadened, showcasing his while teeth. He quickly removed his drawers before sliding a magnum down his thick piece.

"Panties? I swear it looked like you was bare naked underneath these leggings." He slid my leggings down my legs and tossed them to the side.

"Now I know this ass is fat for sure." I smirked before my face expression shifted at the short pain mixed with pleasure as Sylvester pushed his way inside of me. Shit. This is going to be a long trip in a good way.

I sprayed myself down in the Bath and Body Works perfume from head to toe. I was running out of my expensive perfume and decided to use it the last night we're here before I ordered it on the way back to the states.

"Ready?"

"Yup. Lemme just grab my cover." I referred to the small cropped fashion nova sheer piece hanging on the bed. "ready." I flashed a smile. We were on our way to the beach to ride the jet skis. I'm so excited. My adrenaline was building from watching the men from our clear view balcony ride them in the water.

Night time eventually showed up, but it was still live and beautiful out here. We rode the jet skis, we danced with the Jamaican citizens and even some tourists like us for damn near two hours non stop with free liquor surrounding us. We were slightly buzzed to say the least. Just a little.

"I sure hope tomorrow's time passes by really slowly because I never want to leave this place. I always said I'd vacay in Jamaica, but I always put it off. Now here I am. It seems like everything is falling into place for me. Finally." I rambled gazing at the stars barely feeling myself walking down the path on Sylvester's arm.

"Me too. I bet you don't regret finally saying yes to being my girlfriend now do you?" I covered my face, embarrassed and laughing. Before I said yes to being his girlfriend he asked me two times prior to that. We would've made ten months today as a couple, but I was very hesitant with him at first because that is just who I am as a person.

"Yes I am very glad. You've ever been told that you're persistent?"

"Once or thrice." We laughed harder than usual, I blame the alcohol. I filtered my eyes in happiness as we finally came to the curb where the hotel sat. I sighed. Just thinking about that bed upstairs made me sleepy. Besides I was still kind of sore from earlier so a nice hot bubble bath should fix all of this.

"Oh you head on up I have to grab something from the dining hall." I let go of his hand as he was about to lead me onto the elevator with him.

"Like what?" he smirked, holding the elevator doors open waiting for an answer.

"It's a surprise and you're going to like it." I winked before turning away and switching my hips towards the dining area where the liquor was served and whatnot.

"One bottle of Hennessy please." I told the man to put it on Sylvester's tab before taking the bucket with the bottle and heading inside the elevator.

I was happily humming a song to myself while scooping the ice into the bucket where the liquor sat comfortable when I heard two voices talking behind me. It sounded like a man and a woman chatting it up while waiting for the elevator to open. I looked up to check my surroundings and find a face and it was a Cuban looking man with a blouse on and a woman stood next to him, but I couldn't see past the man and his hair to catch a glimpse at her face, I could tell she was smiling from her cheekbones being turnt upwards. And from the looks of it her ass was damn near touching the wall that was six feet away from us. The voice sounded hella familiar though, like from a tv show or something I guess?

This hotel must make everyone happy.

I finally looked up from my finished mission of ice scooping when the elevator dinged not far from me. Before the doors closed two heavy lashed eyes widened and the previous happy smile turned into a grimace.

Catos here at the hotel?

My heart began to pound out of my chest and everything started to get tight, but then a tan arm, far from Catora's complexion wrapped around her waist gripping tightly and his hand practically squishing her butt. Oh.

Before the doors shut completely I could've sworn I saw her lips curl up like fried bologna. Hmm. Oh well. That's his karma if he is claiming the bitch forreal.

But I got to admit the bitch was dripped in fine jewelry and what looked to be an expensive dress. Must be a sugar daddy or something. Welp! I got my own sexy daddy to think about.

"Sylvester I'm back!" I kicked off my sandals and sat the bucket on the dresser next to the bed. I busted out laughing at him already naked on the bed with a hard dick.

"Warmed up for me?" I joked glancing at the open laptop.

"Stop playing with me yo. I was searching something up." he mumbled. I crawled into bed after getting rid of all my clothes and getting on my hands and knees. My jaw dropped when I felt him enter from behind and began thrusting into me. We were ten minutes in and I was shocked. Sylvester must've been watching porn or something because he has never fucked me like this before. He was fucking me like he had a point to prove. We were twenty minutes in and he was throwing it down.

"Cum for me Jayda," he moaned from behind me, sending a smack to my rear end. A familiar feeling built up in the pit of my stomach as he continued to hit my g-spot.

"I'm cumming baby," I moaned, clenching tightly onto the pillow.

"Oh Cato." I moaned through a shakily voice. My eyes snapped open when I realized what I said despite the fact that my face was inside of a pillow. Shit shit shit.

"Huh?"

"I said ohhh Icanttalk. It feels so euphoric you know. Please keep going." I spoke briskly in a panic before making up a distraction encouraging him to keep going to get his nut. Fingers crossed fingers crossed.

"Oh I thought you said something else." He brushed it off before getting his last few sloppy pumps in after I came. Whew. You fucking up Jayda. What's going with you today?

We had just showered together and now we were laying naked in the bed just in darkness.

"I love you Jayda. I know you don't feel the same, but hopefully you come around soon."

"I-I'm sorry Sylvester. I just don't want to lie to you and tell you that. It's not fair."

"It's okay. I rather than you lying to me. But I have strong faith that you will say it soon. I'm too special." He squeezes my waist getting cocky.

"I've got so much love for you though." I added to make him feel better in some way.

"I know." I could imagine him biting his lip right now in deep thought. Sylvester is sweet to me. I just couldn't bring myself to say those three words because I didn't have the feeling I know I am supposed to feel. It was complicated.

"Goodnight," I kissed his chest.

"Night baby." Before I knew it I was casted into a complete darkness.

I awoke to my phone ringing off the dresser. I groaned, grabbing it confused as to why someone was calling me while I was on vacation until I realized that it could be an emergency or Justyce! Sylvester groaned when I unwrapped his arm from around me.

Scam Likely

I sucked my teeth annoyed until I realized I had seven missed calls from Scam Likely. The hell?

"Hello?"

"Oh thank God. Jayda?" an unfamiliar voice said my name.

"Yes?"

"I have your daughter Justyce with me. I-I'm Saca's neighbor, erm I don't really know where to start,but Saca is dead." an old voice dropped a bomb. All of a sudden I heard a ringing sound in my ears as if an apocalypse was happening and everything within my dark sight zoomed outwards.

"You're lying."

"Unfortunately I'm not. I heard a scream from her house and I called the police and they found her at the bottom of her basement stairs." I placed my hand over my mouth trying to withhold the sounds of me crying. I could only be heard whimpering. I quickly gathered myself.

"Is my daughter hurt? Is she okay? Let me talk to her." I was starting to panic. Saca is dead or killed I don't know. It sucked because I was so far away.

"She's perfectly fine, the paramedics gave her a quick exam. She was asleep when everything happened."

"Oh thank God," I placed my hand over my heart. I placed my hand on my forehead leaning my elbow on my knee. Damn Saca.

"Mommy," my sweet little angel's baby voice spoke softly over the phone. I'm just happy to hear her voice.

"Justyce baby I am on my way back to you right now. Are you okay, did anyone touch you?"

"No mommy, I think something happened to grandma."

"I am on my way. I am going to send somebody to get you okay? I'll call you back in two minutes."

I didn't trust Justyce alone with anyone I didn't trust nor in that area alone now that this just happened. So I dialed the only other person I trusted her with despite the past. As much as I didn't want to call him I did. After three rings he picked up.

"What?" he sharply answered the phone.

"I-I need a favor." I sniffled.

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-Welcome back.

-Sorry for not updating last week. I misjudged how much assignments and time I had.

-But I'm here now! Yay!

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