UNTIL I MET YOU : CHAPTER 221 – 230
I huff and shake my head. She’s crazy. I grab the bottle of alcohol to pour more into the glass, but she snatches it away from me.
“That’s enough for a day. You don’t have to waste my alcohol,” she says.
I chuckle and nod.
“Damon, can I leave? You can just call an Uber when you’re ready to leave,” I shout.
“No. You’re gonna wait for me,” he responds.
“Fuck…” I mutter and run my fingers through my hair.
“Okay. Since Damon wants me to wait for him, can I get a little privacy in your house? Don’t try to bug me, please,” I tell Jhene and walk out of the kitchen.
I go to her balcony and watch the city below as I lean my elbows on the railings. I pull out my phone and call Ariel. She picks up after the first ring.
“Hey, Tinkerbell…”
She chuckles on the phone, and I hear another laughter from someone else as she clears her throat.
“Where are you?” I ask.
“At home.”
“What’s making you all juicy?”
“Mmm… well, I’m having a sister time with my older sister. We are playing a game. It’s been long since we did things together…” She sighs. “That’s if we ever did things,” she mutters, and I hear it.
“Where are you?”
“Went out with Damon to see Kennedy.”
“Wow. What was her reaction? Did she freak out? Cry? Run? Or she might even snub him, by the way.”
“Maybe she snubbed. Asked me to get her ice cream, and I talked to the kid.”
“Did she ask you to get yourself ice cream?” she asks and chuckles. I can’t forget what Kennedy did—made me eat ice cream. God!
“Maybe she did.”
“Oh my God…” she laughs on the phone.
“That’s hilarious. Wish I could see your face when she bought you one.” She giggles. “You would have been adorable. You know that, right?”
I roll my eyes.
“Stop mocking me. I looked like shit, and worst of all, I can’t imagine people eating ice cream.”
“Jamal, ice cream tastes good. You’re just acting like a grumpy baby right now.”
I chuckle and smile. “I miss you.”
“Really?”
Fuck, of course. I don’t mind if she moves in with me just so I can wake up with her every morning. Look at that pretty face of hers every single day.
“Yeah.”
She stays silent for a second before replying, “I miss you too. You owe me a surprise. Don’t forget that.”
“I didn’t. When I return, we’re gonna go check it out. I just hope you’re gonna like it.”
“Hmm. Is it a gift?”
“You don’t want me to snitch about my surprise to you, right? ‘Cause if I’m right, you know I won’t tell you a thing.”
She giggles. “Sure thing, boss.”
“My mom was here, by the way. She wanted me to leave you because you’re in the Mafia.”
“And who told her that?”
“Said your mom told my dad when they were dating each other,” she says, and I chuckle.
“You know she’s lying, right? About my mom telling your dad I’m a criminal.”
“Maybe. I just told her a piece of my mind. I really do miss you, though,” she says, and the sound of her voice telling me she missed me makes me hard.
“Okay, you’re filling my mind with so many bad things I wish I could do to you right now,” I tell her. She breathes out on the phone, and I can feel her biting her bottom lip.
“You need to go to church. You owe the priest your confession. And I’ll be escorting you to church too, to make mine.”
I chuckle. “Alright. I’m gonna think about that.”
“Gray…”
UNTIL I MET YOU : CHAPTER 221 – 230
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