Page 158 of Not My Type
“How ya gwaan like yuh nuh wah hear me so?” He steps in the shop and walk over to me. Sash comes inside the shop too.
“Weh yuh name?” he asks.
“Sara,” I lie before I look at the shopkeeper when she returns.
“Mi only find three a them, that alright?” She asks and I nod. Mama couldn’t wah more than that.
“Thanks,” I smile as I take them and hand her the money.
As soon as I should step out, I realize that the man is blocking me.“Wah yuh number before yuh lef enuh Sara,” he says.
“Please excuse me,” I say to him and he smirks.
“Yuh feisty like,” he chuckles. I hiss.
He grabs my arm as I step out and I hear Sash cursing expletives at him. “Weh yuh nuh shut up Sash?” he asks harshly. Oh, suh Sash know him... A scamma enuh.
“Let go my arm,” I say before I pull my hand. “Don’t touch me.”
And just before he could say anything else, someone pulls him out of the shop and of course, my eyes find a furious Nickoi.
“Bredda mi tell yuh say har man a badman enuh,” Sash says to him.
He gasps looking at Nickoi. “Prezi mi n-neva know a yuh woman,” he says like he’s apologizing. So pathetic. Think him would a bad up Nickoi especially when he is alone and him claim say him ‘have fi him strap’ too.
Nickoi looks at me. “Go in the car.” You heard daddy. I didn’t even realize he had his car there. I walk over to the car and get in the front and Sash gets in the back.
“Jesus the way how the car smell, yuh can see say him wash him car regula and dem thing deh,” Sash says to herself as she admires the car. “In ya smell like money. Look if him have nothing weh him nuh wah weh him throw dung in ya.”
I shake my head. “Nuh touch nothing Sash.” Upsetting.
Nickoi says something to Dave and he nods his head. I watch as he walks over to the car and gets in with a soft sigh. He doesn’t say anything.
“Mi buy pepper fi Mama,” I start as he reverse the car.
“Oh,” he simply says.
Oh, the girl in my head mocks.
“Nickoi what a way yuh car smell like a money,” Sash says to Nickoi and he chuckles.
We get back to the house and get out of the car. “Nickoi,” Mama says and I notice that mommy is inside too.
“Hey good evening,” Nickoi greets and I walk in behind him.
I smile as I give Mama the peppers. “Thanks Zara, she returns.
Nickoi walks into my room and close the door behind him. I didn’t bother to follow him inside. Instead, I stayed in the living room and watch a movie with mommy and Sash until Mama says it’s time for dinner. Shit, mi never member fi order the food.
I hiss, walking to my room. I pull the door and notice that Nickoi is sleeping. He looks so handsome and perfectly tranquil. I gaze at his lips until I’m conscious of how long I’ve been staring. I’m so tempted to kiss them. I breathe and look away. They’re just too tantalizing to be ignored. I pick up my phone and order Chinese food for myself and Shrimp and avocado salad for Nickoi. Mi feel like him will eat that. I look back at him and he’s still sleeping. Must be really tired. I move closer, staring for a few seconds before I lean in with my small hands around his chin. His beard ticking my cheek as I gently peck his soft, succulent lips.
I hop up on the bed after and open Instagram. I stroll through the app aimlessly, liking pictures of random baddies on my feed before I start looking for outfit inspo. When I feel like I’ve gotten enough, I repost a Justinlaboy quote then I hear Mama calling my name.
“Coming Mama,” I hop off the bed and Nickoi holds my waist, preventing me from moving.
I blush looking back at him. “Mi think you a sleep,” I smile.
He bites his lip. “Never a sleep.”
