Kristin’s P.O.V
I woke up feeling so damn good. Why wouldn’t I? I sleep on a big soft bed. I smiled to myself. This is life. I jump out of bed, and look over the balcony. The backyard is awesome. There’s a picnic table over there and I see my grandparents happily chatting as they eat at the backyard. Grandma saw me and wave at me grinning. I laugh and soon join them for breakfast. Grandma asked me to invite my boss over to dinner so that they can say their thanks and also to get to know him. I just nod. Shit! Speaking of boss. I quickly run to my room and grab my phone.
“Hello?” a raspy voive answered. Uh-oh! He doesn’t sound fine. I bet he didn’t have enough sleep last night. Heck he didn’t sleep at all.
“Mr. Reynolds….”
“Please just call me Aiden. I don’t want to be called Mr. Reynolds by my friends.” he told me yawning. Friends? He consider me a friend?? wow. This guy never fail to amaze me.
“Oh. Okay. uhmmmm Aiden…. uhmmmm my grandparents would like to know if you would like to come over and – “
“Free breakfast!!!!” he yelled. I put the phone away to my ears. He’s loud. I smile.
“Yes. If you would want to….” he cut me off again.
“I’ll be there right away!!!!” he then hang up. Was that really my boss? Sure enough, after a while Aiden arrive pulling over to the garage. I laugh when I saw grandpa and grandma looking nervous. Grandma were actually a bit mad at me because she didn’t able to cook something fancy for my boss.
Flashback
“What?!” grandma yelled.
“uhmmmmm…. my boss will be over here in a couple of minutes?” I cringed. Grandma looked furious. Grandpa just shake his head laughing at me. I scowled at him.
“What did I told you???!!!!” she yelled. “I told you to ask him to have dinner with us. D-I-N-N-E-R! Not breakfast Kristin. Don’t you know what’s the difference???” she exclaimed.
end of flashback
I laugh as I remember the scene. Grandma really wants to impress my boss by her cooking. Aiden went out of a white Chevy. He smiled at us as he walked towards us. Grandma nudged me and I just rolled my eyes. Yes Grandma I know I have eyes. My boss is handsome. Especially now, he is wearing a simple outfit. A beige pants and white v-neck muscle shirt.
“Good morning.” he greeted us.
“Good morning Aiden. Come on in.” I answered. “This is my grandpa Jasper and my grandma Shelley. They’re from my mother side.” Aiden greeted them and they shake hands. Grandma smiled at him as she guide him to the backyard. They are chicken and mint breakfast omelet (grandma’s specialty) and also her homemade mango jam and some freshly bake loaf bread. The drinks were just lemonade.
“hmmmm…. the omelet is delicious.” Aiden told grandma as he handed him a glass of lemonade. “thank you Shelley.”
“Oh. It’s nothing. You are welcome to come here anytime you want to Aiden.”
“Oh. Really? Don’t be surprised to find me knocking at your door everyday though.” he grinned. “I never pass on free food. And this is really delicious.” he mumbled as he munch on the bread with mango jam.
“Im glad you love it.”Grandma grinned.
“Oh. Aiden. You can join dinner too.” grandpa told him which made Aiden to fist pump to the air yelling a yes. Grandma laugh.
“Oh. Kristin, before I forgot…..”he grab a bread knife and put a mango jam on his bread. Grandpa and Grandma were having their coffee with us at the backyard. “Do you know someone who can work with us?” I frowned. Someone who has a background in architecture? hmmmm……. “An Architect, Engineer, Designer or even as the receptionist and maintenance or messenger.” I grinned. Maintenance.
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