London Royal by Nana Malone

Author:Nana Malone
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sankofa Girl

Chapter 15

Abbie…

I fiddled with my camera as I rode the tube. The energy on the train vibrated and shifted around me. The dark gray clouds of morning had shifted and given way to lighter gray ones, but there was no hint of sunshine to be seen. It was official—my good weather run had come to an end.

The Brixton Market was exactly what I was looking for. Located in South London, it was home to immigrants of all over the world but primarily Jamaicans and Haitians. As I passed fruit and vegetable stands, I took occasional shots for my portfolio, focusing on the rich colors and the lively, animated faces of the people I passed. Navigating through the market, I finally paused when I heard the sounds of Jamaican dancehall.

Following the thumping drum and bass tunes, I tugged the earphones out of my ears and smiled at the familiar Sean Paul song. Immediately, my mind went to the party last night. I flushed at the memory of Lex’s hands on my ass, urging my body to fit against him as he stroked my tongue with his.

I had never been so reckless or stupid in my life. Ever. I didn’t make out with random strangers. No matter how beautiful they were. All the dating magazines and articles I'd poured over with my friends since I was old enough to be interested in boys said to play it cool. Act unavailable.

Of course, then, there were the Cosmo articles that taught women to take charge and go after what they wanted and how to seduce a man. I chuffed as I wove through the crowd. I was not the seduction type. I was the one who thought everything through. I was the cautious one.

Until Lex.

I couldn’t help a little snort. It sounded like such a cheesy line. Except he hadn’t delivered it like one. Though, I had a good idea of the kind of adventure he wanted to lead me on. The way his lips had slid over mine expertly, coaxing me into compliance. That was a man who had experience with a lot of women. Certainly more than his fair share. Like he made kissing a personal pastime.

Tamsin said he was part of the R&B crowd, and there was probably no shortage of women ready and willing to be with him. Heat flooded my cheeks, and the irrational flare of jealousy irritated me. Not to mention he was rich and probably had the feeling of entitlement to go with it. If something happened with them and it went bad, it would probably get ugly for me.

I finally found the source of the music and grinned. A group of young kids had taken over a corner of the market with an impromptu dance battle.

Grinning, I snapped several photographs. One by one, the kids came over after krumping their way to their friends and checked out the images I captured. With every click, I’d stopped time on a particular emotion or feeling. Their live energy. How they moved.

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