EXCERPT ONE - CHAPTER 14
“So you send your family to beat up Vijay eh?”
Jeneva closed her eyes for a second and wondered why the earth refused to open up and swallow her. This could not be happening. She turned to face the woman. “Pardon?” Marva stood barring Jeneva from any dignified means of escape.
“You feel because your father is the head of police you could do what you want?” Marva’s tower of hair looked in danger of falling as it trembled high atop its owner’s head.
“I don’t know what you mean.” Jeneva was hoping denial would ward off the confrontation.
It didn’t.
“You couldn’t get Vijay to fall for them two pretty eye you have and the light skin pañyol ass, so you send your brother to beat him?”
“I don’t see this as any of your business Marva, so back off.” As soon as she said the words, Jeneva realized it was the wrong way to go.
Marva stepped in closer. “Back off or what? You will send your brother to lash me too? You feel you better than anybody in here?”
“I never sent Remy. It was all a misunderstanding,” Jeneva forced a conciliatory tone into her words. She remembered her father had always said to speak softly if you didn’t want to fight. “Remy sends his apologies to all of you for the scene he caused.”
“Sends his apologies?” Marva sneered. “That go un-buss Vijay lip? A nice looking man like that you went and cause damage to?” Marva stepped in even closer. Jeneva glanced at the beehive hairdo. There was a good possibility it would come undone and fall on Jeneva, knocking her out. She wondered, quite non sequitur, whether Marva had kept the receipt for it. It was a terrible looking weave. Despite her best intentions, she grinned at the thought. Marva pushed Jeneva back against one of the skids.
“So now I am a joke for you Miss High and Mighty Savanoy?” Jeneva’s grin erupted into giggles, the incongruity of which made Jeneva laugh even harder.
“No, no I’m sorry Marva, I’m not laughing at you. Sorry, I am not laughing at you, really.” Jeneva realized she sounded like Ramdial and began hiccupping with laughter. Marva stood inches away from her, her face darkening with anger while Jeneva tried desperately to pull herself together.
“Is everything alright here?” Vijay came up behind Marva, looking quizzically at Jeneva.
Marva spun around, her body language shifting swiftly from fight mode to fawning. “Vijay, sweetheart! I am so glad to see you in here today! How are you feeling sugarplum?” Marva leaned towards Vijay and touched his cheek. “Looks like you need a woman’s touch to get rid of that bruise.” Marva patted the back of her beehive. Jeneva leaned weakly against the skid of boxes, stifling her laughter.
“I’m fine Miss Marva, just a few scratches. No harm done.”
“Alright then doux doux. If you need anything come up and see me in the front office eh? I am sure I have a plaster for your cut.” Marva threw a razor glance back at Jeneva, smiled sweetly at Vijay, then sashayed out of the warehouse, her ample ass resembling two over stuffed pillows under the too-tight skirt.
Vijay grinned at Jeneva. “Causing trouble so early in the morning Miss High and Mighty Savanoy?”
Jeneva glanced around quickly to see if they were alone, then grabbed Vijay’s belt, pulling him between the boxes for a deep kiss, nipping lightly on his tongue. She moved away after running her hand down the front of his jeans and squeezing gently. She walked out to where the drivers were beginning to pull in to the loading dock. “Do you have the clipboard with today’s orders Mr. Mahabir?” She knew it would take him a moment or two before he could follow her out.