"Go freshen up, I'm taking you out." Now?
"But..."
"No buts, go now. We haven't gone on a date before, tonight's as good as any. Go on."
Who am I to refute such favourable opinion? Let my hair down? A date? Come to think of it, we went about this whole relationship thing in a skewed manner, Fin and I don't really know each other. Hmm, what if strawberry is his favourite fruit? Yuck...
"Go, go, go..." Okay. Going. Let's pretty me up and dazzle Mr Bidder, shall we?
I take extra care in doing so, let my hair flow in its full lush and length, my lipstick bright, casual with a hint of sexy...He didn't say where we're going so I can't do dress and heels, better play it safe.
When I come out, I'm the one dazzled. Damn... my husband cleans up nicely. We're both awestruck, I'm looking at him, he's looking at me...maybe going out is a bad idea, I hate the idea of sharing this visage with other people. Can't I lock him up in a tower I alone have the keys too?
"Have I ever told you how breathtakingly beautiful you are?" Say more, say more. How beautiful am I? He walks towards me slowly, his eyes never leaving mine... It's so hot suddenly, whew... can a girl fan herself?
"Nope, I believe you have not." Compliment me, compliment me...
"You're so beautiful the moon is jealous of you."
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Laughter burst out of me. Seriously... He joins me too, I can't... The moon's jealous of me? Ha.
"This smile, let it be the only expression on your face from now on. You're not allowed to cry because of anybody." Whooo...I don't even know why I put blush on my face, he does the job way better.
My parents aren't in the living room when we leave, thankfully, I don't know how that's going to be like from now on but I'm not expecting my much...
We drive to the mall, a jewelry store to be precise and go straight to the viewing room. The attended brings out two ring boxes,
"I got them to show me all rings they have in their stores and these are the ones I choose..."
He opens the box, present it to me. The ring inside is...I choke on my breath a little as I breathed in abruptly. It's beautiful, really takes your breath away beautiful. It doesn't even look like a wedding ring, it looks a piece of jewelry I would buy myself.
"This is a wedding ring?" I can't believe it.
"Yeah, a set." He opens the other box... he's right. Next to each they make a complete picture but apart, you can't tell they're pieces of a puzzle still.
I take them out, they're really beautiful...the Infinity sign on them seems to be a flowing stream, pushing to its other half, and next to each other, the pieces look as though they're clinging onto one another.
I love it. Most importantly, it doesn't look like a design I wouldn't buy for myself...and doesn't scream I'm a wedding ring. The insides of the rings are inscribed IM's TD. Fin is so corny though...honestly.
"Give me your hand." Huh? I do as he says, he puts the ring on my finger, admires he's work for a while then gives the finger a kiss. Huh?
"I promise you, I will spend my whole life making sure you don't ever regret being Mrs Merwe. You're right, it's us...not you or me. Trent Dion, I'm going to make you the happiest woman on this planet."
Argh, didn't he say he doesn't want to see me cry anymore? What's he doing now? I can't help but cry this way. He chuckles... kisses the breath out of me. Okay... I'm going to swoon.
"Your turn, Mrs Merwe. Put a ring on it." Petty, he was prepared but wants me to just do it? How petty.
I take his hand and put the ring on his finger. Hmm, it looks good. Now people will know he's taken, that's good.
"And?" What? My face is probably asking that,
"Say something." Ha. Real corny, I didn't ask him to do anything but he's asking me...so petty.
"I'm happy I got to meet you. No one's ever made me feel so secure I just want to stay in their arms forever. Mr Merwe, don't ever let go."
Because I don't know what would become of me then.
The saying is true, when you don't know about the existence of something, it doesn't bother you much when you don't have it but when you've felt it, touched it, been part of it and you loose it, the hole it leaves behind is irredeemable.
This time I take the initiative to kiss him, I wish so much that nothing ever changes. I really hope it doesn't.
We go to a restaurant from the mall, live music being played and the atmosphere so romantic, people on the dance floor. Not my kind of scene but so right for date night... hmmm, it would seem I've never been on an official date before.
"Are you going to be fine with your parents in the house after what happened tonight?"
Enjoying good atmosphere, good company and good food but in the end cannot escape the elephant in the room. Why though...
"I won't be home much in the upcoming weeks, I'll think about it after that." It's true, my bravado was only for tonight, I've cooled off since then and will go back to being their usually Trent, it's a habit and probably my nature. I can't truly cut them off.
"You know, you only need to tell me and I'll get them out of our hair. When I think it's doing harm to you, I'll act without asking for permission." I'm already thankful he's tolerating them as he's doing, I wouldn't ask for more than that.
"Thank you."
"Just a thank you?"
"What else?"
"You'll find out later... Come on, Mrs Merwe, may I have this dance?"
We get on the dancefloor...and loose ourselves to the music, feeling each other's proximity, I don't know how long we dance for but when we get off, I feel an urgency from him...an urgency I should've ran away from.
A beast! I got ravaged by a hungry beast!
Well, I found out what thank you he was talking about, not mean in the beginning but so very mean towards the end...
What a perfect ending to a perfect date.
Now, back to the mundane, stress and petty nonexistent rivals in love or them thinking I'm a rival in love. Fin will not appreciate that... The guy can hold grudges, and is so very detailed. I'm never owing him at all.
Ever since getting married, my body clock has changed; I wake up early now...so early, it makes me want to cry but I can't because I entered a stupid fashion show and it's management changed along with my models.
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My life is in a...I can't think of the word. Pardon me, I've had a long, long night. What can I say...
"Good morning." Yes, good morning. How can any person's skin be this thick? This Lydia...
"I'm sorry I caused a misunderstanding to occur yesterday, I've explained it to Sister, she won't be mad at you or your husband."
Sister? Puke. She's revolting, is she not aware how disgusting she is? Her face sure is big, to call my mother sister? Ha. Is she taking herself to be my mother's sister-wife?
I can't bother with her, I have important things to worry about.
"Don't worry, once Sister has calmed down, I'm sure she'll come to you and you'll reconcile." Seriously... Ignoring her doesn't work, talking to her doesn't work then what can be done?
"Can you move or do I need to request you to move?"
I want to go work, can I do that without this lady acting her scene for the day? I should really consider Fin's offer, he probably can get them to move. It's worth deeper thought...
"I'm sorry..."
"Trent, do you want her to kneel before you forgive her? It was a misunderstanding, let it go." So that's why. This woman...
"Mom, I have to go."
Let them deal with each other, I don't want to get involved in their mess.
At the company, another woman I want nothing to do with but is adamant in clinging to me for the most ridiculous reason is waiting for me, Chris' attending to her and about to loose his temper I can tell, from biting his lips and making gestures with his hands.
I swear, I've never in my life provoked anymore yet...I don't know what season this is but trouble is flocking towards me nonstop, it really isn't business as usual for me too, I'm only used to dealing with my parents - passively.
"Trent, you're here, thank God. Mrs Druid says she's here to make sure we're ready for preview in a week." You're kidding me, she clearly knows we're not...ha, she's here for trouble.
"Mrs Druid really is considerate, just yesterday our models were changed suddenly and today you're here to check our progress, we can't thank you enough." Why are these troublesome women eyeing me? I'm so nice and easy to get along with, why are they picking on me?
Don't say it, don't say it. Argh, I was born with this face - okay? I can't change it - I can but that's not the point - I didn't ask to look like this. And no, I'm not a narcissist.
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And they call me Trent like we're best buddies. Sheesh, the goosebumps I get.
"Of course, the show will be heavily promoted this year and we can't allow any mistakes." I was being sarcastic, she caught that... didn't she? The shamelessness.
"Of course. You're too kind though, unless you'd like to see the previous designs we had, like I said, we only just got new models yesterday. I'm afraid progress isn't there yet." So maybe I'm not likable...I don't know but I have trouble allowing people to act as they please.
Chris usually handles these kinds of problems, what's different today? My eyes travel to him and I find, he looks timid. Chris?
"Trent, don't start something you can't finish. Maybe quit while you're ahead - okay?" She leaves before I give a reply.
Was she talking about the fashion show?