LET'S GET MARRIED

Chapter Three - Unravelling The Mystery

I stared at my phone, Dad's text still glowing on the screen.

"𝐶𝑜𝑛𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑦 𝑡𝑟𝑖𝑝 𝑡𝑜 𝐻𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑖𝑖?" As I was lost in thoughts for a moment.

I hadn't even agreed to anything yet. Tho his persistence was both loving and infuriating.

"Rachel, can you get me dad's assistant on the phone?" I asked, trying to sound calm.

Rachel nodded and dialed the number. A few minutes later, she handed me the receiver.

"Hi, Karen. It's Britney. I need to know what's going on with this Hawaii trip," I said, trying to keep my tone light.

"Hi, Britney! Your dad just wants to spend some quality time with you. He's been worried about your work life balance," Karen replied.

"That's not all, is it?" I pressed.

Karen hesitated before speaking. "Well, he did mention something about wanting to introduce you to Alexander Thompson."

My mind raced. "What does that mean?"

"I'm not entirely sure, Britney. But I think your dad might be hoping you'll... well, you know."

I rolled my eyes. "Karen, you're not helping."

"Sorry, sweetie. I'm just trying to help your dad. He means well."

After the call. I couldn't shake off the possibilities that Dad was trying to manipulate me into meeting this Alexander Thomson with the intension of getting us into a relationship together.

I recalled the countless times he'd tried to set me up with someone, only to have it end in disaster.

"Rachel, do you think Dad's trying to play matchmaker again?" I asked, frustration creeping into my voice.

Rachel hesitated. "I don't know, Britney. But maybe you should give it a try. You perhaps have no idea what this vacation has in store for you?"

I raised an eyebrow. "You think I should just go along with Dad's plans?"

Rachel shrugged. "Perhaps it's worth considering. Your dad wants you to be happy."

I sighed, unsure if Rachel was right or just trying to appease me.

Later that evening after I came back home to my apartment, I found myself scrolling through Alexander's social media profiles again. His accomplishments and philanthropic efforts impressed me, but I remained skeptical.

I couldn't deny the flutter in my chest. His piercing blue eyes, chiseled features, and charming smile made my heart continually skip a beat.
He reminded me of Dustin.

"Maybe, just maybe, this trip wouldn't be so bad after all." I said to myself .

I took a deep breath, picked up my phone and dialed dad's number.

"Dad?" I said, trying to sound casual.

"Hey, honey! What's up?"

"I've been thinking... and I guess I could perhaps join you in Hawaii in two days time."

There was a pause, followed by a triumphant whoop. "That's my girl! I'll send over the itinerary. You'll love it in Hawaii this time, I promise."

I rolled my eyes, with a brief smile . "Dad, don't get too excited. I'm only doing this for you."

"Whatever you say, sweetie. See you soon!"

As I hung up, I felt a mix of excitement and trepidation.

"Well, it's time to pack your sunscreen girl," I said using my inner voice.