Page 290 of Not My Type 2


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When I’m about to drive I hear my phone ringing. I quickly dig through myhand bag, taking out my phone. Watch ya? A yuh huzzy.

“Mi just know a you,” I blush before I slide the screen. He’s sitting on the lounge chair in our backyard and I can hear music playing. His friends areconversing loudly in the background too.

“Bros over?” I ask. He nods with a smile.

“Yeh man the dawg dem deh a foot.”

“Okay… unuh need anything?”

“Nosah we Gov man, a you me wah deh home. A almost four o’ clock, mi wah yuh yasso wid me,” he smiles. The dimples. The smile. The whiteteeth. Ouu all mine.All yours sis!

He’s looking like a snack. I mean, my snack. I miss his braces though but hetook them out a while back. Nevertheless, he’s still fine.

“Weh yaw think bout?”

I smile shyly, ignoring him. Then I drive off with the phone on my lap.

“Eeeh, weh yaw think bout the Don?” This man is so conceited.Ugh.

“Thinking about how good you look,” I purr. When he gets quiet I glance at him. He’s just puffing his spliff, watching me silently.

“Sound like you wah one a dem thing deh gwan again,” he smirks. I can just imagine how crazy my face looks right now. That’s how bad I’mblushing. Nosah.

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“Which thing?” I ask biting the inside of my lip subtly. His stare is sexy even though the smoke is making it hard to see his face.

“Creep,” I say playfully.

“Yow mi Don look yer!” Gutta laughs, grabbing his attention. Nickoi looksaway then he starts laughing too. Chro.

“A this Anna seh she a buy fi me enuh,” Gutta continues to laugh. Their laughter is contagious making me smile.

He then spots me on the phone and greets me. “Wah gean Zara?” He’s still recovering from his laughing fit. These men are so goofy when they’re happy.

“Mi good but mi mad at you,” I say, bothering him.

Gutta raises his eyebrows. “Wah mi do?”

Nick looks at him. “A just that yuh take weh babe from me a while ago,” I explain and they start laughing. A me alone see the fear inna Gutta eyes a while ago? Maybe thought I’d lie about suh’m.

“Ohh sorry sorry sorry,” he apologizes with his hands in the air. The others are still laughing uncontrollably.

“The man freeze enuh, why yuh do that Zara?” Rick laughs.

“Yuh frighten me enuh,” Gutta says in between laughs.

“Sorry I was just playing.”

Nickoi is smiling.

Gutta is always serious, I can tell by everything he does. But the fact thathe’s afraid of Nickoi? That’s alarming. I glance at Nickoi, laughing with his friends, and I can’t help but wonder: who is he when I’m not around? Deadly. I used to think Gutta was the coldest of them all, a man without atrace of feeling. But if even he fears Nickoi… just how dangerous is Nickoi, really? .

And look how yuh talk to him and hangle him sometime? My subconscious laughs.

Guess me a get weh… and I guess he has several personalities.

“Weh you reach now?” his question drags me from my thoughts.