His eyes, that what it was told a story, one that I was scared to ever hear, a story I would never hear.As I run out of his office I quickly die at the fact I have to go in the elevator. Fuck him and his beautiful face, his five o'clock shadow jawline, and gorgeous eyes.
The ER was full of surprises. "Do you know how this happened?" I asked the old man as he looks at his wife and smiled.
"It was our anniversary been married for forty-six years," his wife speaks up she was a gorgeous orderly woman with red lipstick.
"I was trying to surprise her by making her dessert with a blow torch, but it was all worth it-" he said as she softly smack his shoulder.
"Ooh, Ben don't ever say that again. Almost gave me a heart attack when you burned your hand." She said looking at him. As I finish wrapping his hand with care, they thank me as I discharged them with medication to help with the pain.
Five o'clock came and it was time for me to head out. I go to the hospital nursery room and I see cupcakes making other kids laugh.
"You can come to my birthday party it's on Sunday and it's going to be big, don't wear pink only I can wear that," she said with a serious tone at the end of her sentence.
She passes the twins her card and walks over to me. "You ready cupcakes?" I asked as I kneel to help her with her sweater. "Yes mommy I'm so hungry," she said dramatically running her belly.
"Nana is making dinner as we speak, C'mone love," I said holding her hand as we walk to say bye to Mayra.
"Thanks for keeping an eye on my little superstar," I said softly rolling my eyes. "Well, she's the only adorable fly superstar with cute chubby cheeks I know." She said pitching her Autumn chubby cheek.
"And yes I know the rules no pink on Sunday can't steal your shine," she said chuckling as I join her.
"It's bye beautiful, I'll call you later tonight for some hot tea." I wink at Mayra I know she wanted to know what happened earlier.
As we head back home nana made her traditional red stew. We were African my nana immigrated here with my father when she was thirty-nine while my father was twelve.
We were from Congo and my nana accent was the thickest. "I'm so tiyaddd," she said as I help her wash the dishes. She meant tried but I loved the way she spoke.
"Me to woman me to our new boss been giving me hell," I said regretting even bringing him up to her.
For the past two years, my dating experience sucked any guy I was about to pursue went missing, and one even got in a car crash so bad that I was supposed to go out with them in two hours.
"Is he sexy?" She ask dropping whatever she was doing. I look in the living room as I see Autumn on face time with her friend. I give nana a glance and nod.
We exchange eye contact as we discuss the man's beauty with our eyes. "Ahh," she said in her accent in a surprised tone.
"Autumn thirty more minutes and then it's bedtime okay," she looks up and nods.
I gray my phone to FaceTime Mayra as I walk around the kitchen in the secret cabinet to grab my favorite pink wine.
Nosy for more information my nana follow me around. "Hey beautiful and hey nana," Mayra said over the phone.
She set her phone up and pick up her wine glass I laughed at the thought of how much alike we were.
I set my phone on the small island table. "C'mone girl spills the tea and stops wasting our time," my nana said as anticipation kills her.
"Okay okay woman, so boom right the first time we met was okay in the ER, I was just asking him questions to fill his chart, but no he was disrespectful," I said taking a quick sip of my wine.
"And then..?" Mayra asks waiting for more. "Then I just started thinking it was a race thing like he was so rude and I'm used to dealing with people like that. So I moved and brought in a white nurse maybe he wouldn't be rude to her?" I asked looking at both of them.
"Nana did she mention how sexy and I mean sinfully good looking," Mayra asked. She shares her screen as she searches for him.
"Hey," she shouts "GOD help us, ooh, dis mon was brought on earth to make us woman commit unholy sin about him in bed." She meant to say men as mon in her accent.
"Nana," I shout surprised at her words. "Is he single asking for myself hmm...Mr.Laurent, hey." She looked at the few pictures they had of him on google.
He was a private person, there wasn't much on him on google. My nana started praising God when she found out about his network.
"What part of he out to get me don't y'all understand?" I asked them both as they go silent. "Umm so is that why he called on you at the meeting?" Mayra asked eating her dinner.
"Called more like picked on me, and then his big lonely office he tells me that I don't know how to follow simple instructions." I sighed at the thought of his office.
"I swear I'll choke him and then I'm going to need you guys to bail me out," I said pointing to both of the women.
"Hold on I just found a picture, of our boss and some hot supermodel," Mayra said still screen sharing, my nana almost cracked her neck trying to look so fast.
"Ohh my god wow she's gorgeous," my nana was right she was gorgeous she was it, girl, for models something I wasn't. Why do I even care about this man type?
"This shows it was two weeks ago of they came from a dinner," Mayra informed us as I rolled my eyes.
After the call ended and Autumn headed back to our house. "Mommy?" She called out my name.
"Yes baby," I asked, seeing the frown on her pretty face.
"Do you think daddy knows I'm going to be five?" she said looking me in the eyes as my eyes get watery.
"I don't know baby, by I'm sure he's somewhere up there looking over you?"I said point up, as if someone like him would make it to heaven, she take a moment to think.
"I think so too, I miss daddy but I like that it's you and me," she said as I let out a breath of relief. "Me to your my favorite girl in the whole world. Goodnight cupcake," I said, kissing her cheeks as I tuck her into bed.
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Kazimir Seasons
RomanceSummer is a young mother trying to grasp her new reality. Witch is keeping a low profile with her beautiful bubbly daughter Autumn who's full of character for a four-year-old. Kazimir isn't your normal French billionaire CEO. He's a man who knows h...