Not My Type 3: Alternate World

53. Russian Roulette

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📍HILTON BALI RESORT
Z A R A
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"All now mi cya believe say yuh do that b," Nickoi laughs the moment my eyes lands on him. He hasn't stopped laughing since we cleaned up.

"Just stop nuh Nickoi," I say looking away. I pick up my phone.

"Jah Jah," he laughs leading the way.

I stay behind just admiring his long legs and his sexy walk. His dimples sinks deep as he reminisce on it.

He looks behind at me, reaching for me. He drapes his arm around my shoulder, looking down at me with a jeering expression.

"Deep throat a nuh your thing babes," he teases.

"You cya stop talk bout that?" I give him a bad stare. It makes him laugh again. I love to see him like this even though right now he's working for something.

Shot the bwoy a box Zara!

You nah make him twist up my jaw.

Mi a keep mi hands dem beside me. Mi nah put dem pan nobody son.

Nobody cya say yuh never learn yuh lesson.

"Mi a lowe yah alone now," he smiles and look away.

I stare up at him. His arms still draped over my shoulders.

"Time fi the last surprise," he sounds excited.

I open my phone and click on camera. He's looking away. Just observing his surroundings, something he always does by instinct. I smile and get an off guard of him.

I get lost in the moment.

When his eyes finally turns to the camera, he gives me a side eye. One that's so funny, it's impossible to hold a straight face.

"Why you a look pan me so Nickoi?" I slap my hand over my lips. I keep my eyes on him and see the dent in his cheek.

Watch him a blush.

"You ask fimme permission Miss?" his tone playful, his eyes fixed on me. Smiling I shake my head holding the phone on him.

"Permission fi wah? Fi video mi man?" I say and we both laugh.

"You good man," he licks his lips. His attention now on the manager for the resort we're staying at.

"I'm Umar Susilo. How is the stay?" His tone warm.

Nickoi turns to me for me to answer the man as if his mouth is sealed together.

Yuh see deh bwoy ya?

Him will lef yuh inna desert without water..

"A fi her moment eno..." he speaks quietly as if he isn't here to enjoy himself too. I turn my eyes back to Umar, clad in a dark blue jacket suit.

"It's so lovely here," I say sweetly. I like how free I feel when I'm here. It's like I forget about my life in Jamaica.

As you should...