“I understand both perspectives, enuh babe,” I say, running my hand through his hair. “So… what unuh working with?”
“She a go get a house fi har and dat’s it,” he replies. Silence stretches for a few minutes while I keep running my fingers through his hair. He suddenly lifts my hand and inspects my fingers. Not sure what he’s looking for. Then his lips curl into a soft smile.
“You ready fi be mi wife officially?”
“Can’t wait,” I breathe. We both smile.
***
The next day, we made breakfast together while taking turnsfeeding the babies. Not gonna lie, it’s the happiest I’ve been in a while. Before I leave for work, I kiss and hug all three of them. The school day flies by. Just as I’m leaving, I hear my name. “Hey, teacher!” I turn to see Ms. Bloomfield, the Physics teacher.
“Hey!” I smile
“Which school yuh attend?” she asks.
“St. Joseph—” I start, but she interrupts.
“No man, high school.”
“Oh, St. Hugh’s,” I reply.
Her eyes light up.
“Cause I knew I remembered your face. We were in the same English class. I’m Rissa Bloomfield.” It clicks.
“Ohhh yeah! I remember now,” I say, grinning. We catch up for a bit, exchange numbers, and then I head home. Nicki’s in the kitchen when I get back.
“Hey Nicki,” I greet.
“Hey Zara,” she smiles warmly. I walk over to Nickoi, lean in, and kiss him lightly.
“Good evening, Nickoi.”
“Evening, mami,” he smirks, still focused on the babies.
As I head up the stairs, I feel his eyes trailing me. He wants to follow, but the babies have all his attention. I can’t help but smile.
About an hour later, I’m showered, fed the twins, now I’m scrolling through Instagram reels. Nothing serious, just passing time. I feel him hovering behind me, and my lips curve before I even look up. He smells like heaven.
How it smell though?
Don’t know, but it had to be this..
“Nickoi,” I giggle, not taking my eyes off the screen. Truth is, I haven’t registered a single reel since he stepped in. He buries his face in my neck, and my breath catches.
“Wah yuh a do?” he asks, voice husky.
“Scrolling through Instagram,” I manage, heartbeat kicking into overdrive. He moves off the bed. I turn, eyes raking over him. Black hoodie. Black shorts. Black desert Clarks. He notices me staring and smirks. I shift awkwardly, suddenly shy. He chuckles low.Yuh too easy, gyal.
“Mi a mek yuh know a new side of me,” he says, holding his arms out. He takes mine, pulling me gently to my feet. “Come… mi have somewhere fi show yuh.”Ouu. Okay then.I slide into my Hermes slippers, still curious.
“Where are we going?” I tilt my head. He bites his bottom lip, eyes scanning me head to toe.
“Jump pon mi back.”
I giggle, but his expression is serious.
“Anuh gimmicks, babes. Jump up.”
