Page 213 of Not My Type
“Jai,” Anna points at it, looking up at Gutta. I take a deep breath. The whole a dem traumatize me... acting like last night nevaaaaa’ happ’m. Doh lef out yuhself!
“A that Prezi a call Moana,” she laughs and we join her. Once inside, I’m stuck in my usual indecisive daze until—BAM!—my eyes lock onto a stunning blue swimsuit. Perfection!
“That cute eeeh?” I come to a halt.
“You like this one?” The lady inches closer, her smile warm.
“Yes,” I respond, beaming as Nickoi retrieves his card to pay for the swimwear. She places it in a bag, her smile brightening the room.
“Thanks for shopping, beautiful.”
“Thank you,” I return her smile, then turn toward the exit. I assume Anna has already got a bikini, as she waits at the door while Gutta clutches a bag. As he should!
“Yuh feel it a give off Moana now?” Nickoi teases as he looks down at me.
“Yes,” I giggle.
Back in our room, I’m busy fixing my new wig while Nickoi’s in the bathroom. When he comes out, I’m still not ready—not even halfway! I crave a new look, so I’m swapping in a shorter wig with Anna, who’s already rocking her orange swimwear and white cover-up.
“Still nuh done?” Nickoi asks, and Anna assures him she’s almost there.
I smile, checking him out and he bites his lip looking back at me. He’s in a blue Louis Vuitton beach shorts, white tees and Kappa slides with socks.
“Yuh just a go pon the beach ina style enuh,” I admire him.
When we’re finally ready, I step out with them. Anna and I spent about fifteen minutes posing for photos outside of Boots and Kimo’s. Nickoi and Gutta places our orders. I’ve longed to try their banana nut pancakes, so I ask Nickoi to order that for me. Anna requests French toast.
After capturing our fun moments, we join Nickoi and Gutta to dig into our breakfast. “Ready fi go Lanikai beach now, mi G?” Nickoi asks, and I nod. The others finish up and we’re all set to walk out together.
“Mi a tell unuh say a one of the best beach anybody could a’ ever go,” I say as if I’ve been there before.
“Eeee?” Nickoi’s eyes are piercing through me.
“I’ve seen enough pictures,” I smirk.
“Jai, stop nuh,” Anna’s voice floats from behind me, and I can’t help but chuckle at Gutta’s amused expression.
“Wah Gutta real name?” I ask Nickoi as we walk through the aisle leading us to the beach.
“Jaden,” he retorts, my brows arch in surprise.
“Oh... suh why yuh always nuh wah tell me your middle name?” I seize the opportunity to pry again. He plays it off and ignores me. I sigh to myself. I feel like it has something to do with his father.
When we’re on the beach I take more pictures with Anna and realize that Nickoi is just lounging on a beach chair. “Hot bwoy vibe yuh deh pon?” I want to go in the water with him like Gutta and Anna are.
“Sup’m like that,” he smiles and I give him my puppy dog eyes.
“Come nuh,” I whine and he gets up.
The moment he stands, he hoists me onto his back, and Gutta turns with a grin, capturing the moment with Anna’s camera. “Soon send dem to unuh,” his eyes on the picture. Anna stays by his side.
“Nice cleannnn couple!” she blurts out. I slide off Nickoi’s back once the picture is snapped, holding his hand as we wade through the gentle waves.
He removes his socks and slides before deciding to join me in the water. “You can swim?” I nod confidently.
“Of course yuh brite eeh?” I laugh and he glances at Gutta.
“Yuh have the underwater camera?” he asks, mischief dancing in his eyes. It sends a wave of nerves through me. Underwater? Wah Nickoi up to?
