Page 194 of Not My Type
“She ah get it yes but the car should a deh a mi place already,” I argue.
“Arite Nickoi mi understand,” there’s a hint of frustration in his voice.
“Mi tell yuh all the time enuh say yah wah good business man but yuh have a late problem and yuh nah try fi improve enuh badman,” I say, overtaking the cars.
He laughs. “Bad man of course mi a’ improve mi use to worst than this,” he isn’t lying. I remember when Ms. Cherry use to beat the bwoy fi wake up. Jah Jah.
“Gramz always say yah go late fi yuh funeral,” I recite and he laughs. Then my mind runs on Gina once I mention funeral. “Try nuh late fi Gina funeral.”
“No mon cyaa’ guh late,” he breathes.
“Try mek sure,” I say firmly.
When we get to the car mart I choose the best c63 after I checked the interior and exterior of all the other c63 that’s in the mart. I find Junior smiling.
“Dawg yuh whipped with me enuh... cas yuh nuh wah yuh woman get nothing weh a nuh quality and a same wid mi and Suzanne,” he chuckles.
I laugh before I hiss. “Who whipped?” You!
“Yuh betta believe yuh just check 10 other c63 a check which one yuh feel good enough all though a the same car,” he speculates.
“Nuh start with the foolishness,” I laugh, avoiding the conversation because I know where it’s going. I continue to inspect the car.
“Wah time?” I ask, changing the topic and he says 7 o’ clock.
“Yuh see how early mi come a yuh place cause all now we nuh go check out the jet. The amount a things mi affi do in a short space a time,” I shake my head.
“Yah decorate that too?” he questions.
“Want some birthday balloons in deh yes,” I say.
“Oh yah go all out,” he smirks. “Nuh tomorrow yah fly out?”
“Yah but mi go wait last minute again fi do that?” I ask him making him chuckle. That him wah mi do enuh.
I drive the new Benz to Caribbean Estates and pass Junior’s house, heading to Michelle’s new place. She told me that she wanted to buy a new house after the incident with Henry and I bought this one for her. She was excited when we came here to decorate the place with the event planner. It looks better than the first place so she decided to have the party at the new house instead of the first venue.
A nuh Zara alone you a spoil, my subconscious beams. A nuh nutt’n that mon.
I turn in the yard and get out. Junior parks my Benz behind me. He gets out with a smile. “Yuh buy this?” I blush. Genius is already here, Junior hails him.
“Dawg in love… Jah Jah… bare big moves yah mek enuh,” Junior tilts his head. “Is a good look.”
“Big Dawggg,” he hits me playfully and I laugh.
I grab the red ribbon, tying it to the bonnet of the car, then add a silver diamond steering wheel cover with pink stones. Before I’m done, I slide a rose gold champagne bottle into the passenger seat, a pink Jacobs and Co watch and a heart-shaped box of Ferrero Rocher chocolates placing it on the armrest. Junior then helps me to fit all the designer bags in the backseat, 4 of them being Hermès Birkins on the floor with wads of cash in all of them.
While my tech guy, Genius, wraps up the custom Benz lights. He finishes, opens the door, and Zara’s name lights up on the floor in glowing script with the Benz logo right beside it.
“A she that,” my brother smiles and I bump my fist against his, then Genius’ “Respect Bredda Bredda.” I park the car in the garage and head to the jet.
ZARA
I push up my body off the bed and look around for my phone. When I find it I check my phone and it’s blowing up with happy birthday messages and mentions on Instagram but there’s just one birthday message that causes my smile to grow.‘Happy birthday mi Don.’
“As mawning light Nickoi mek you a smile... Nickoi just know how fi mek yuh feel good. Mi wish mi could a find a man like him,” Sash says, walking out of the bathroom. I smile at her.
“Happy birthday though dolly baby we a go Braff today!” She says excitedly, waking up Gavin.
