One week later.
Darrelle's POV
I laid there as she continued to draw small circles on my chest, her naked body pressed into my side.
"Your mother wants me to come visit, when will that be?" She asked breaking the silence and I chuckled, every since the first phone call they had they have become best friends, my mother checks up on her more than she does me.
"Next week."
"But we're going to Jamaica next week." She pointed out kissing my chest.
"We can take our leave starting to tomorrow spend two days at my mom then leave for Jamaica." I whispered back.
"Okay." She replied throwing her leg over my body, I mentally thanked God that I pulled on some boxers this morning before getting back in bed.
"Teach me something in Jamaican." I said and she laughed.
"What do you want to know?"
"How do I say 'I love you'?" I asked and she smiled.
"You just change I to mi and you to yuh."
"Me?"
"No mi." She replied laughing.
"What's the difference?"