Hunter's P.O.V.
" Okay, wedding invitation.... Accept " I murmured to myself and checked
it in the positive side of the list.
Maybe I could get tips from here on my own wedding plans.
About to read the next line when my phone chimed with my ringtone.
My eyes still scanning over the paper when I picked the cellphone and
answered the call.
" Hello?"
" My baby!! It's been so, so long "
Mom.
I can't express how I'm feeling at the moment, it's been almost one
whole month since I heard from her.
Okay maybe just three weeks, but I'm complaining.
" Mom... Wow, how have you been?" I closed the book in front of me.
" I'm good my baby, I'm good. What about you?" She asked and her voice
is sounding awfully too cheerful.
She's about to ask something.
" I'm alright too. I heard you went to see Love. How's she doing by the
way?" I asked of my little sister.
The last time we spoke to each other she was kinda pissed at me when I
told her I was too busy to come visit her.
I'm sure Mom must have heard about it.
"She's well. But I have something bigger to discuss" She was almost
squealing.
My mom might be a mother to two grownups but she still has that high
school cheerleader spirit.
" Ask away " I stood up from my chair and went to the window that had an
open view of the tops of New York City.
The commercial area is flooded with skyscrapers or extremely wide
buildings. It almost looked like we were competing for the best office.
" I got your photos from the gala. My my you look amazing in a tux, why
don't you wear them often?" Her pride in my looks evident from her
sound.
" I don't attend Gala's often " I chuckled into the cell at her request.
" You don't need a gala. Wear them to your office or something "
That desperate?
" I'll think about it, but no promises" My fingers toil with the blinds
of the window, rolling it around my pinkie meanwhile she laughs at the
other end
" Your Dad wouldn't stop saying how his genes are so good and much
nonsense. I honestly don't know how I got to marry a man so cocky " A
sigh was heard and I was the one to laugh this time around.
I knew Dad was dying to see me in a tuxedo but was rearing the pride
of a peacock to ask.
Hmmm. Something we both share in common.
" Hey, if you never got married to him I wouldn't have been born. You
love me" I was practically grinning from ear to ear.
That's the thing about chats with my parents, my mom jokes and makes you
laugh, my dad makes you look like an idiot and still makes you laugh.
They were amazing.
" That's the only consolation I'm holding on to sugarplum. You and your
angry bird sister. " She always gave nicknames to me everytime she calls
and unlike most guys, I was never embarrassed about it even if she
called me that in public. I liked it, it made me feel like she's the
closest person to me on this earth and shockingly she is.
I laughed at her description of Lovelyn.
" But hey, I'm your favorite right?" I whispered like i was on a death
mission, and truly I am. If Love hears about this we're doomed for a
week.
" Bear in mind that I gave no answer to that" She whispered back to me.
The both of us laughed at our five seconds game and my mom speaks up.
" This isn't my major reason to call, I'm on this line because of a
picture you sent to me of two girls with yourself "
Someone had randomly been taking photos at the event and at the end I
met the man for a soft copy of all the photos he took.
They were really good. But the one mom is referring to is when
Michelle walked up to me in the party with Iris by my side.
" Yeah, what about it?" I sat against my table and dusted off a speck of
brown shade on my knee.
" What do you mean what about it!?, you idiot tell me which one is
Michelle, you know I've been dying to see the girl who stole my son's
heart. Please tell me it's the dark haired one with the white gown. Damn
boy she looks gorgeous. Though a bit on the short side but she isn't too
small i guess " The naughtiness in her lasts words were bloody obvious!
But I'm about to disappoint her hopes of who Michelle is.
" Mom, Michelle is the girl with the red hair "
She halted for a while and I was begging the gods so she wouldn't be
disappointed in my choice.
" She looks good too" I sighed with relief and released a breath I
didn't remember holding.
" But who's the dark hair?" She asked, clearly trying to understand why
she was by my side.
" Mom that's my replacement secretary "
" Secretary? Why go with your secretary to a Gala?" I forgot that i
never mentioned this plan to her.
" I forgot to tell you. Mr Reid doesn't know about Michelle and I " I
bit my bottom lip and waited for it.
" You forgot such information? How old are you? Eighty?" She was clearly
annoyed.
" I'm sorry Mom "
" You better be. But did you make your intentions known that night?"
" No, I didn't " She's gonna burst a truck load right now.
" No!?, why? And why go with your secretary? You could have just hung
around Michelle to give him the hint"
" That's the thing. I don't want him to catch any hint".
" Son, I never taught you gibberish so speak to me in the language I
would understand!" From the person she is, her temper is only counting
seconds.
" I went to the gala for a business deal with Mr Reid that's why I
carried my secretary along. I don't want Mr Reid to know about Michelle
and I so he won't assume I'm trying to bribe my way into the business.
Another reason why my secretary sufficed " I was sure not to let a hint
of my intentions with Michelle slip by.
The only people currently aware are Chance, Mason and sadly Iris. But
they can keep a secret.
" Hmm... That's understandable. What's your secretary's name?" Her
soothing voice enough to keep me calm.
" Miss Shawn. Iris Shawn " The moment those words escape my lips, I
remember the days I usually called Iris by her last name.
Not my most pleasant memories of late.
" Well, she's pretty " A little recognition in her voice.
" Take good care of yourself okay? I need to speak a little with your
father "
" Okay Mom. I love you "
" Love you more cupcake "
That was all before the beep.
I glanced down at my screen and the time says two O'clock sharp.
I have lunch with Michelle.
I close up everything before me temporarily and took Iris's notepad
along with me.
On my way out I walked straight into her office with the same
disrespect she displays to me.
Her demeanor watchful as I stride to her table.
I was a little proud at myself for the effect our encounter had on her.
She was a lot better to work with when she was sealed shut.
I dropped off her notepad with a simple instruction.
" Document the one's I've attended to. I'll be right back "
She only gives a nod and I turn to walk out.
A little prouder than when I stepped in.