Page 198 of Not My Type
My smile spreads wider as I take in the sight of my family and friends gathered here for my birthday. I look around, and it’s clear that my mother put in a lot of work to make this party a success. The decorations, the atmosphere, everything’s perfect. I spot Nickoi’s friends, and my eyes quickly find him soon after, standing in the crowd. I stare, he’s staring too. He’s so fineee! Dressed in a black blazer, tightly fitted jeans and suede Desert Clarks. Ouu! If sexy was a person! My man my man my man!
“Ayeeee! How yuh manage dem look deh?” Sash blushes. Then Nickoi starts approaching me. My heart starts beating faster, I gulp, Sash gets nervous and walks away. At least she know fi give you guys space.
“Happy birthday Mami,” he hands me a huge bouquet made of $100 USD notes with pink sparkles. I tilt my head towards it.
“Awww... thank you,” I stare up at him through my lashes.
He scans me and I do the same before we both start smiling at each other. “Jah Jah…” he bites his lip. “No word, just thoughts.”
“You look good, yuh look gangster as always,” I say, my voice soft.
I place my hand on his chest, feeling the steady beat beneath my fingers. His hand falls on my ass, the dress so short it only makes things worse. He sinks his face into my neck, and I hug him, my eyes screwed shut as I try to savor the moment. His hand finds mine, intertwining our fingers before he pulls away, walking me over to his friends.
“Up pon yuh strong,” Gutta bumps his fist in mine. I return his smile.
I finally take a moment to look at the decorations, and it’s really cute. This is so sweet. The effort’s obvious in every detail. After I’m done snapping pictures of the place, I head back inside.
“Zara,” Mommy calls, her voice warm. I walk over to her, feeling a smile tug at my lips.
“You did the decorations?” I ask and she smiles.
“Me, Nickoi and the event planner,” she counts on her fingers, surprising me when I hear Nickoi.
Nickoi have sup’m fi do with this? “Nickoi?” my lips part.
“Nickoi said I should keep my money and he paid for everything,” I gasp.
“Awww, I love him... ” I fight my tears, then I hug her. “And I love you even more mommy. I appreciate it and I feel the love,” I smile sweetly and Mama joins us.
“How you feeling so far mi baby?” Mama asks.
“Mi can’t find the words Mama,” I feel so happy. She chuckles.
“Come mek wi dance,” mommy says holding our hands and I laugh.
After a while of dancing and talking with almost everyone at the party I notice that Nickoi is missing. I ignore it and walk over to Sash who is dying from laughter.
“A wah do har?” I ask Gavin.
“She did just drop, a it the mad gyal a laugh bout,” Gavin taps my side discretely before he looks at the door. I follow his stare. Nickoi walks in with Gutta.
“A him a the man weh name Gutta?” Gavin ask and I nod.
“Yes a wah?” I raise a brow.
“Yuh chat too much!” Sash laughs and Gavin step back.
“Miss a who you a tell seh chat too much? Do, nuh mek nobody hear yuh seh that again because you make it a duty fi swallow a piece of chicken batty everyday,” Gavin snaps and I burst into a fit of laughter.
“Yes mi did a seh the gyal love off Gutta,” Gavin tells me, but before I can say anything Nickoi walks over to me.
“Mi a borrow har,” his voice deep. Gavin laughs, holding up his hand.
“She’s all yours,” he chuckles and I pinch him and walk behind my man.
“What’s up?” I ask as he lead me to the front.
“Dem a guh present the gifts to you and thing,” Nickoi says, his voice smooth but commanding.
