“This your favorite color?” I arched a brow, looking at her and she nodded.
I put my number in her phone and then texted myself.
“Text me when you’re off. Don’t stand me up.”
She giggled softly.
“I won’t.” She was halfway out the door.
“See you.” And then the door shut.
I shook my head with a smile. Man, there is something about her.
“Tristan, are you sleeping?” Natalie pulled me out of my trance.
“Hmm? No. You want some ice cream?”
“Hell yeah.”
I got up and scoured my freezer, I found half a sherbet container and some butter pecan. I grabbed spoons and met her back at the chairs.
“I was just thinking about Vivian. About how we met.” I explained.
“Have you been doing that a lot?” her voice changed. Great, I pulled myself into a therapy session.
“Yeah.” I sucked on the strawberry sherbet.
“Why do you think? Is it helping?”
I sighed.
“I don’t know. I think I’m trying to see where I missed things. Or how I couldn’t tell who she really was.”
She slurped her ice cream loudly. She must have different table manners.
“You never can. And it isn’t your fault she played you.”
“I don’t think she played me. Ten years is a long time. She had to love me for real at some point. Maybe it was me.” I opened even more. No wonder she is the best in the state, I’ve barely said anything. Or maybe it’s just because she’s my sister.
“How so?” She pressed.
“I don’t know. It could have been how much time I spent away. At work, travelling. Maybe I left her alone. She was never good at expressing her feelings, I guess she felt like she couldn’t tell me.” I shrugged.
“You two were married. She should have figured out a way. And she shouldn’t have cheated.”
Chapter Four: Emilia
I nearly burned the spaghetti, but I managed a good save. Ivy couldn’t stop praising the food, I had a bit myself. Those frozen dinners never seemed to fill me fully.
Ivy stuck around for a while and even did the dishes before she headed back. Then I was dead on my feet. I got into bed and was out like a light. I was glad I didn’t have to be up early tomorrow, but I still had to get a lot of things ready for this charity ball.
I must not be that worried about it because it didn’t really keep me up late or anything. I let the rising sun wake me, even though it was still pretty early at seven in the morning.
I let out a dramatic yawn and stretched before I got up to use the bathroom and brush my teeth. I was still half asleep until I made my cup of coffee. I checked emails, and almost did a spit take when I saw one from Sasha. She had emailed me a few times, when I shipped out orders instead of her coming to pick them up.
Good morning Emilia,
I am so delighted to have you on board for the charity ball. It is so short notice but I really believe in you. Attached you will find a detailed floor arrangement, and my budget for the event. Dan is dropping off checks later today for you to use.