Page 162 of Not My Type
Nickoi sits down beside me in the sofa. “Alright so the guest room demdown here, you can have one and Mama have one,” he points at the rooms before he puts his arm around my shoulder.
“Thanks Nickoi,” They smile.
“Which room you choosing mommy?” I question and Nickoi pinch me, grabbing my attention.
I meet his gaze with a quizzical expression and my mother responds, “Any one weh downstairs.”
I stare at Nickoi. Wah him problem? Hello... Mr. Nickoi why yuh pinch the girl? My subconscious asks with an attitude.
He looks at me for a while before he mouths. “Yah sleep with me enuh.” I giggle and shake my head. Mi really couldn’t wul it.
He looks at my mother when she starts talking again. “Zara bring this fi mi,” mommy gives me a bag before she walks away and I follow her.
I look over my shoulder at him and notice that Mama is asking him something. I push the door and walk in with mommy. We are immediately graced by a strong aroma of lavender with a hint of vanilla when we step inside the room. Damn.
“Wow it’s a nice place mon,” mommy compliments as she looks around. She puts her stuff down with her eyes roaming the room.
“It look manly,” I smile, looking at the black and white decor. She chuckles to herself at my comment.
“Wah you expect fi see a pink setting?”
“Of course not mi just a say,” I sit and she puts down her phone on the bed.
My mind runs on my birthday. “Mi wah guh Dinner in the Sky fi mi birthday,” I say, remembering Sash telling me about it.
“Ouuu that nuh bad,” she’s feeling it too.
“Righttttt,” I beam.
“It nuh sound bad at all,” she says after a while, still thinking about it.
The door opens and Mama walks in with a beaming smile. “Mi love how them set up the house.” One thing mi know is that Mama love a nice house. I know that’s right! Saweetie’s voice
“The bed so big mi a sleep in here with yuh,” Mama mutters and we laugh.
“Not an issue,” mommy says excitedly and scoots over.
Mama climbs on the bed and my smile grows, “A long time yuh nuh sleep beside yuh mother gyal,” Mama chuckles.
We start laughing again. “Which is right,” I giggle and hear Nickoi calling my name.
“Yes!” I answer.
Mommy looks at me before raising her brows. “Gwan to your husband miss,” she jokes and I laugh.
“Goodnight,” I smile and close the door behind me when they respond.
As soon as my eyes finds Nickoi I lean my head in the cutest way as he towers over me. “Yes sir?” I purposely say.
He doesn’t say anything instead he smiles at me, showing off his pearly white teeth and his dimples. “Yuh did done eat?” I ask with a yawn. “Sorry.”
“Yuh hungry?” he asks and I shake my head no.
“Mi wah sleep,” I tell him.
“Alright hold on,” he says before he holds my hand and lead me up the stairs.
I can’t help admiring how sexy he looks. My eyes drags from his hair grabbed to the back to his arms; gazing at his muscles flexing in his shirt. Panty wet up? Fi sure. He opens his door and I step in. Just as I expected it’s in black and white decor with gray. His room looks super simple and expensive. If yuh get wah mi mean.
