Only Bout Hey 10...

Sunday Night...1


Tiffany sighed as she walked into the house at minutes to nine. Her aunt was sitting in the living room on the phone. Tiffany walked past her and went upstairs to her room. Locking it behind her, she stretched the coat on the computer chair's back. She was in the middle of taking off her track pants when her phone rang.
"Hello?" Tiffany said, pulling at the pants with her free hand.
"Hey babes, wa you doin?"Omar's voice came through the phone.
"Lookin to go bade." she answered.
"Cha I wanna come."
"Omar Graham, you gine...then again no, get hey in ten minutes and I gine see wuh I cud wuk out." Tiffany said sitting on the end of the bed.
"How I supposed to get dey in ten minutes?" Omar asked.
"You are the one that wanna come join yuh know."
Omar stupsed,"My woman."
"Yes my man."
"I want to see you."
Tiffany raised a brow,"You in see me yesterday?"
"Das yesterday, I craving you now and today."
"Omar I gine and bade. If you really want me you wud come fuh me."
Omar sighed,"The things I does do fuh you hear, I gine be there in fifteen minutes. Walk with a jacket."
"Whyyyyy?"
"Cause I said so."
"Yes daddy." Tiffany said rolling her eyes. She put down the phone and drifted towards the bathroom. She came out ten minutes later, scampering with the towel wrapped around her. She had only managed to get on her bra and a short jeans pants when her phone rang again.
"Jeez on...Hello?"
"Part you is?" Omar asked.
Tiffany stupsed,"Scratching my ninning caw I dunno wuh part you feel I is."
"Wai...I jus' ask a-"
"Very igrunt question. Now excuse me while I find sain to put on." She put down the phone and took out a white vest from her drawer. Grabbing her blue old navy sweater and her phone, she ventured downstairs and outside. He was leaning against he car with his hands buried in his chest. She walked up to him and stared into his face. He watched her.
"Wappen to you?" Tiffany asked.
"Not one thing. I waiting for an apology."
"For??" Tiffany asked cocking her head to a side.
"Play dumb den. I mean jus' now."
Tiffany stupsed," Wuh I tell you I gine and bathe and you waan rush me tuh put on four piece a clothes...you wud gaw got in goat billy in you doa."
He smiled and watched her with her hands on her hips,"You look too sweet so tho."
"Don't try me and you won't see the ugly." Tiffany said unzipping his sweater he had on. He had on a black vest to her white and was wearing a blue knee length jeans. Tiffany's body tingled as the vest revealed his muscular chest and abs. Shaking her head, she zipped it back up. He lifted her head to his and laid a kiss on her lips. She shivered against the cold. He stopped,"Come on."
Tiffany stared after him as he opened the door for her. He had just taken control of...she lost track when he gently pulled her towards the car. She got in and he followed suit. He started the car and stared across at her.
"What?" she asked uncomfortably.
"Nun."
"Part we gine?" she asked as he slipped on his seat belt.
"Driving til we run out o' gas."
"Seriously Omar."
"I was serious, Tiff." he said looking at her. Tiffany's eyebrows raised in fright. He shrugged and drove off.
Twenty minutes later, he came to a stop at the end of a muddied trail. He stared at her, "You might wanna put on you sweater before you get out tho babes."
Tiffany stretched out the sweater and had only pulled it over her head before she opened the door and stepped outside. The cold air that met her made her shiver and the hairs on the back of her neck stand up. She pulled on the sweater with such a speed that Omar stood laughing at her. He sat on the hood of the car as he caught his breath.
"You look fuh da yuh know," he said between breaths.
"Screw You." Tiffany answered hugging and rubbing herself for warmth. He motioned for her to come along as he walked her down towards the sand.
"Part we is?"
"St Michael," he said pointing in front of them, pointing in the other direction,"St James."
"Dat doan help me...good Lord."
"Den das sain good, you asks too much questions."
Tiffany stupsed and slipped out of her slippers. He took them from her and walked with them in his hand. Slipping off his as well, he placed them next to the lifeguard hut. He reached for her hand as he walked her to the water's edge. He held her in front of him as she kicked at the water.
"When you going home?"
"Um..tonight." she whispered leaning against him.
"Chaa boy...fa me to see you now I gotta come in Jackson." he said against her neck. He ran his tongue her ear lobe.
"Yea. Something wrong with that?" she asked shifting her head to look at him.
"No I'm just saying, I gine miss gotting you so close."
"Oh."
"Yes...oh." he said nibbling her bottom lip. She pulled away from him and walked away. He tried to grab at her but missed and lost his footing. He ended up on his knees. Tiffany turned and watched him, giggling. He shook his head and sat down. Tiffany stopped laughing,"Man, come long na."
"I want sain bite you den you won't move bout sa much."
"Um is you that got me so and now you complaining."
"Me?" he said pointing at himself and shaking his head,"Do me a favor and come here."
"No."
Omar shrugged and leaned back and stretched out his feet. Tiffany stupsed and walked back to him. He pulled her down on top of him.
"What um is gine on between you and Shaun?" Omar asked adjusting her hair so he could rest on her shoulders as she settled herself between him. Tiffany half shrugged so as to not cause him discomfort,"He is my boy. He used to like me but at dah point in time I din want nuh man so we just some how, kinda become real good friends." she stopped,"Why?"
"I tell you you does ask too much questions." he said pulling the sweater aside to reveal part of her skin. He bite her gently,"He was talking bout you today das why I asked."
"Oh..Shawn talking bout me...with you...das a first." she said shying away from him. Tiffany looked back at him but said nothing.
"Tiff, wappen?"
She shook her head and leaned back against him.
Omar sighed,"Come here." He wrapped his arms around her and rested his head against hers,"Why um is so hard to get you to let down that wall you got round you?"
Tiffany shrugged,"Shit in my life."
"Wanna talk bout it?"
"At present, no"
"Ok."
They sat in silence for a good while, nothing but the crash of the waves and their heavy breathing could be heard. Omar sighed, breaking the silence,"Come you got school tomorrow"
"Yea but I in gotta go." Tiffany groaned.
"Tomorrow is be monday and you be gine cause I send you and I gine come fuh you personally." He got up and dusted off his pants before he pulled her up.
"Man." she complained as he pulled her up and dusted her off.
"The only way you in gine mek it school on any day is if you spend a whole night with me." he said pulling her in front him. Tiffany laughed,"That way you get wa you want and I get wa I want."
"Not really because I doh want you that sorta way."
"You're a terrible liar." she said looking up at him.
"Aight you want me say I want you...Fine I do but only when I see it fit and when you good and ready."
"Thank you cause that would explain tonight."
Omar grinned,"You saw that?"
"Fortunately."
"Come and go home, babes." he said kissing her.