A big, big promise this enuh, Zara.
I stare at him, shocked, my heart full, overflowing. And then, I start smiling. Through the tears, through the shock, through the everything. “Thank you,” I whisper. “And I love youuu.” I wrap my arms around him tight and kiss him like I never want to let go. We both crying now, him, the bad man… and me, the soft one. But in this moment? We’re just two people in love, finally breathing.This real?! Mi nuh believe this.
“I’ve seen you go through so much painful things, Nickoi… and you never once cry,” I say, standing between his legs, brushing my thumbs across his cheeks. I cup his face in my hands gently and he chuckles through his sniffles.
“Just delete deh image deh outta yuh mind,” he mutters with a slight grin. “And have it seh that never just happen.”
“Nickoi,” I say softly, smiling through my tears. “It’s okay to feel… and don’t worry, it was beautiful.”Awww.
28
Insecure
Two days passed since that moment, and by that I mean that special moment Nickoi and I shared in his office. I still can’t believe it. I’m still shocked. It’s just so… unlike him? Was it real tears? Or was it just a hallucination?
Mad gyal, it did real… real, real tears run outta Nickoi eye!she snaps in my head.
I chuckle to myself. I can’t stand her. Every time I remember it, I smile. I think about it occasionally—okay, a lot—because it was so special. It’s safe to say it’s one of my favorite moments with him. It means the world to me. I wished we could’ve stayed like that forever. Just the two of us. I couldn’t even sleep that night—it kept replaying in my head. I smiled like a fool the whole time.
“Weh yuh a smile ‘bout?” I look up at Nickoi. I thought he was working.
“Honestly…” I smile, sliding off the bed. “I’m thinking about you.”
“Eeeh? Wah yah think?” he smirks, walking off like he don’t really want to hear it, though I know he does. “Nuh wah hear it,” he mutters, heading toward the door. I burst out laughing.
“Nickoi!” I run behind him. He’s almost out the room. He turns to me with a small smile and I reach for his hands, putting them gently around my waist. I’ve never felt like this about anyone. I can’t lose him.
My smile softens as my eyes find his, those dark brown eyes I love so much, then drift to his lips. So fine. My eyes linger there, dying to taste them. The corner of his lips twitch in a small smile like he knows what I’m thinking. I glance up at him under my lashes. My face heats up beneath his stare.Ouuuu.
“So I was thinking about baby names,” I say, needing to distract myself. If I don’t, I might change my plans for the day. I have to visit Mama later and check in with Doctor Jacobs, just to make sure Juaqína didn’t damage anything. Mi hope everything good still.
“Eeeeh,” he says.
“What we naming her?” I ask, curious to hear what name he has in mind for our baby girl.
“Hmmm,” he looks away, thinking. I keep admiring him. His whole aura is addictive. He glances back before he chuckles. “Mi nuh know… mi affi go think.”
“Okay.” I nod. “You want mi name her after me? Or you?”
“Name har after you,” he says without hesitation.
“Okay… You like Zaniya?” I ask.
He shrugs. “Mi nuh sure, but Zaniya sound cute.”
I grin. “Or Zanicka… that one is our name together.” I’ve been jotting down names ever since I found out the gender. Come thru baby mother!
“Mami, mi still nuh sure enuh. Mi affi go get some time fi think,” he says, sitting on the bed.
“No worry yourself,” I say, stepping between his legs. I rest my hand on his shoulder as he places his hand on my ass. I start blushing under his stare.
“Babe, why yuh a look pan me so?” I laugh. He doesn’t answer right away.
“Eeeh?” I press him.
“Mi cya look pan yuh?” he asks while squeezing my ass. I roll my eyes, cheeks burning.
“No.”
