Chapter 33

Adajay's pov

I wish I could tie Bartley out a while longer, but Dean would be arriving soon and his vexed hurt expression was to die for. He has even harm himself and think I don't know, I was super excited to see Dean and he better go and make himself comfortable in one of the other rooms tonight. I still haven't forgiven him for what he did but I guess he deserve a little clap for trying hard to please me since I came back. I didn't really see him on his phone like he used to, but that doesn't mean he aint still linking with whosoever.

I answered my phone and went outside giving Dean the last set of directions and I saw Righteous way up to the back fence sitting down. Him betta go ova him yard before mi and Dean beat him and fling him ova di fence when she reach.

I opened the gate in excitement and jump up and down dancing like a little child when she drove in. Bartley standing in the corner of the verandah was giving me some deadly looks and I said loudly.

"Oh God, mi lifeline dey here."

Dean came out of the car and we hugged each other in a tight embrace, then I help her with the takeouts she carried and her small suitcase. Bartley stood looking at us and Dean look from him to me so I said.

"Ahnm, mi lifeline and expected stepfada fi mi child meet mi babyfada."

Dean roared with laughter nearly dropping one of the bags. "Wha mek yuh neva tell mi mek mi dress up like a man?" She asked still laughing.

"Careful when yah greet him, him harm and iggy fi mi man- Dean," I said comically and whirled away while Dean continues to laugh.

"Dow listen to har e yer," I heard Bartley telling her as I came back from the kitchen.

I took the rest of the food bags from her hand and went and place them on the dining table. "Put yuh suitcase ina mi mi room, some people can move out mi new man is here," I told Dean as she came inside the living room.

"Oh laux, where is my baby?" Dean ask still laughing.

I pointed to the room and she went inside, she cooed over him and said. "I really miss my boys, I went to see them today but yuh know how di thing mi affi scubay before such man reach."

"Mi fraid fi yuh ino," I told her with concern etched in my voice.

She sighed then said. "Mi really need fi talk to yuh bout somn ino, it is very important and mi know a only you alone mi can tell."

The groan at the end of her statement made me wonder if she had send more sex videos to Antoine, I hope she didn't. I knew she was hurting but that may cause him to be extremely angry with her- though he fucking deserves it. I wish I was so brave, Bartley would certainly have gotten sex videos too I thought candidly.

While we ate catching up at the dining table, Bartley and Righteous chatted out on the verandah. Dean took a deep breath after we finish eating and said.

"I've killed someone."

Her whole demeanor took on a sad regretful look and I was both surprise and worried. "Really?" I ask her.

"Yes, the woman I told you Antoine had been sleeping with. I didn't want to tell you this over the phone, she's an overseas detective and she was trying to arrest me and I stabbed her with my pen out of anger and I'm still in disbelief that she died," she explained telling me.

"Are you ok?" I ask her.

"No, I'm not," she said and her tears began to fall.

"Come and freshen up," I said getting up and directing her to my room.

This was serious and I was worried for her, I told her to get some rest after she came out from the bathroom and cut my eyes at Bartley who came inside the room and looked at us lieing on both sides of Adalan.

"Good night honey, my stepson looks just me," Dean says and I chuckled.

Bartley snorted and ask. "A suh uno put out man?"

We laughed at him and then he ask Dean. "Tell mi somn, which part mi know yuh from?"

"Yuh don't," she replied.

Bartley looked at her suitcase then walk over to it, Dean shot off the bed saying. "No no no, that's not fair you can ask me. Let me tell you I'm from the UK an I'm the one she meets there and has fallen in love with."

Bartley laughs then said and asks. "If I neva know betta esi, a nuh you did dey a Straight-dut dance?"

"A who name so?" Dean asked and I could not help but chuckle at the accent she added to the patio twanging.

"One a him friend, two a dem waan heng," I said.

"Oh I see," Dean said and I could do well with her acting skills.

The next day I cooked one big pot of curried oxtail with broadbeans and callaloo rice that left everone licking their fingers. Dean had to put her phone on silent as Antoine called non-stop, when she finally answers him I could hear the rage in his voice.

We talked about what she did and I tell her to tell him, it was eating her alive and I didn't want it to destroy her. Shw is my best friend and I didn't want her sleeping around just to spite him or ease or nature, she was a worthy woman and I surely did not want to see her wasting her life away in prison. As tough as she was she needed guidance and right now she needed his help to clear up what he had cause to happen.

I don't think she will get over killing the woman easily, she is still clearly in shock and shaken up over it. I wanted her to be alright, she was my rock and she means a lot to me, I was afraid Antoine was going to beat her up so I took his number and calls him after she leaves.

"Hello?"

"Good evening if yuh want it," I said.

"A who dis?" He asked.

"Di person wey a guh come fi yuh if yuh put yuh hand pon Dean and hurt har in anyway when she reach," I told him.

"Mhnm?" He went.

"A suh mi gun sound when it fire, listen to wey she have fi sey and dow mek mi come level Rema or St. Thomas fi yuh," I warned him.

"A wey yah sey? Yuh treath dem sound lame dow," he ask then said.

"Mi know, just like how yuh have treated Dean. Caan sey mi neva warn yuh," I told him then end the call.

I sighed shaking, it was scary to talk to him and I took some deep breaths to calm myself before moving from the fence way over from the house. Bartley look at me when I walk in and I took the baby from him and began breastfeeding my hearbeat. I was worried the whole time and I knew Dean wasn't going to call me when she reach, she did not want me to worry. I hope everything worked out well and got ready for bed wondering of I should call her or not.

Bartley's kisses before I could get on my nighty had me worried about myself, he got right down to business feeling up my front. I came on his finger playing with my clit and moaned as he pushed into my entrance, when he enters me fully he moaned in pleasure. It was slow and sweet as he thrusts into me until he came in his hand and rush to the bathroom.

My breasts hurt painfully and I was uncomfortable for most of the night. My phone binged with a text from Dean saying stop worrying, I smiled and went to sleep feeling contented.

Bartley's pov

I had our breakfast ready and waiting when Adajay came into the kitchen the next morning, I kissed her tenderly and chuckle at her shy smile. We ate then I took Adalan while she did the necessary chores, I walk him around the yard then to the back where we had our vegetable garden coming along nicely. I felt contented and at peace, the calloloo pok-choi were ready for consuming and the tomatoes were turning oranges on some trees.

I breathed in the fresh morning air deeply and repeat psalms fifty-one three times while I stroll about. I took him back to his mother who had a line full of clothes hung out and was now setting up his bathing water. I watched as she bathe then dry him off, put ob his clothes after oiling him and then combing his hair. I emptied his bath water and got ready to keep him if he didn't went to sleep after getting titty.

To be continued...