Prologue
Previously in Not My Type…
“How would you feel if it’s true?” I ask and he takes a few seconds to answer.
“Mi know it’s true.” His stare is piercing, unreadable. I can’t tell if he’s angry, shocked, or something else entirely.
I sigh, holding out the test. “See it deh. I am pregnant.” He just stares. The silence stretches, and my chest tightens. I find myself getting anxious, shifting on my feet. Say something.
“Say sup’m nuh please,” I tilt my head towards my shoulder. He keeps looking at me, then bites his lip, like he’s trying to hide his smile. Awww. I start smiling too, and before I know it, he pulls me into a hug, lifting me onto the vanity. His lips find my neck, trailing slow kisses before he pulls back to look at me.
“Yuh really a mek mi be a father, Zara?” his voice is low, still laced with shock. I nod with a smile. He chuckles.
“Honestly… mi think yuh did upset..” I trail off.
“I was… mi cut up at first… but a you. You a di exception. You a Thee Zara,” he says making me laugh. “Mi feel like mi just get a new purpose. Sup’m me never know say mi need, God will understand wah mi mean.”
I blush. “Okay.”
“Jah know mi cyaa’ believe you a make man be a fathe—”
Mama bursts through the door, eyes icy and voice sharper than a knife.
“Zara yuh really make this bwoy breed yuh?!”
Introduction
I
Author’s Note
So, you made it back. That means either you’re hooked, or you just really love chaos. Either way, welcome to round two. This isn’t more of the same, not even close. Things get deeper, messier, and way more intense. There’s more romance, more heartbreak, and a whole lot of heart packed into this one wild ride. If you thought the last book was a rollercoaster, buckle up, this one’s got higher stakes, bolder moves, and moments that’ll make you pause, clutch your chest, and maybe even scream.
1
Trust
“Mi ask yuh a question!” her glare nails me in place. My cheeks warm from embarrassment. Her talking to me like a child in front of my man has to be the most humiliating thing I’ve felt in a long while.
“Why yuh make this worl’ian bwoy breed yuh?! Only God Almighty can tell me why! Yuh don’t wait til marriage yuh just gone fornicate but yuh try know say baby mash up every single relationship if Jesus Christ nuh inna the miggle a it!” she has the audacity. My chest tightens, my breath stalls in my lungs. Nickoi says nothing, and somehow, his silence makes the room feel even heavier, like the walls are folding in on me.
Lawdd God!
Then it happens,fast.She spins around and storm out, slamming the door behind her. Silence swallows the room. Thick. Stifling.
I plop down, my body still. The air stuck in my throat. I can’t breathe, can’t think. Not only am I irritated, I’m unraveling. I hear a soft shuffle. It’s mommy. She lingers in the doorway, her eyes peeking over her shoulder. Her brow raised, looking back at her mother. She finally looks back at us, lips curling into an awkward smile. The glint in her eyes said what her mouth didn’t;This wasn’t over.
I exhale slowly, trying to pull myself together.
“Yuh alright now?” Mommy asks, leaning her weight against the closet, eyes flicking between the two of us. She looks uncomfortable, and I wasn’t doing much better. Nickoi still hasn’t said a word since Mama barged in, and it’s messing with my nerves.
Eventually, we’ll have to tell them. Well…Mommy.Mama already invaded our privacy. Now it’s just my mom, and even though her tone is softer, I know anger is simmering somewhere behind that smile.
I force a nervous smile.“Um… yea,”I mumble, inching toward her.
She nods slowly. “Alright… mi just a check.” Her voice soft, but her smile still carries tension. “Mi a go give unuh privacy now,” she adds as she backs away.
Nickoi moves beside me like he’s about to talk. I quickly pinch him and give Mommy a fake smile, trying to keep it together.“Okay, Mommy.” In other words, begging her to leave. She finally turns and walk away. Another breath escapes me as I slump down on the bed. That’s when I spot the burger I left here earlier. I grab it, then glance at Nickoi. He’s already staring at me, and he doesnotlook happy at all.
