The Dry Cleaner

Chapter 24

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And so as the date of the wedding drew closer and closer Keyna grew more and more anxious as if she was the bride herself. She went shopping on Sunday for the ultimate wedding gifts for her sister with her best friend Joanna.

She was exhausted when Monday came and the days seemed longer than the nights that week.

It was now Thursday and she had bid her employees goodbye and had gotten into her car and began driving home. Her phone vibrated and she shifted her attention from driving and dancing to the phone screen. It was one of the other bridesmaids just calling to confirm what time the planned bachelorette party was to begin. At eight answered Keyna happily.

She got home happy that she would have to go back to work in a couple of days and had a long ,warm,bubbly bath. She then got into her Pajama's and walked into the kitchen where she did another activity that she loved. Cooking.

On the other hand, Malcolm was at a club, drinking his sorrows away as he was given lap dances by all sorts of women. He was too drunk to comprehend most of the things that were going on at the moment and so again he ended up with yet another gullible woman in his bed.

The sun's rays slowly hit her making her warmer as she yawned and turned off her alarm. Today would be a very busy day for her. She showered had her breakfast and made calls to book some things like the limo they would be using. She slept around for a while genuinely just having a lazy day until the clock struck six.

She got into her bathroom and had a shower. She then got dresses into a short black dress that had a deep v cut. She paired it with a black clutch and red heels. She did her make up to perfection doing her signature red lip to finish it all up.

Her phone rung and she sighed when she saw the called ID. It was him.

"Good evening," she said as she picked the call.

"Someone is very happy," he said as he ran a hand through his hair. "Are you ready?" He asked.

"Yeah. Is that why you called? To ask if I'm ready?"

"Oh yeah. Come outside," he said as he looked at the lights of her house from the side of his car where he was standing.

"What do you mean?" He asked in confusion.

"Just come. I'll explain." And with that he hang up leaving her angry and irritated.

Who does he think he is? She asked herself as she locked her apartment.

She got down and opened the main door and met the beautiful brown eyes that she was slowly falling for. He studied her from head to toe and she felt uncomfortable as he mentally undressed her.

"Stop that and start explaining." She said in a strict voice.

"You're sister sent me here. We're apparently all meeting there in their house before we separate and everyone is there apart from us so hurry up princess," he said as he opened the door for her.

She stood there shocked and confused but she eventually got in and watched him run across and get into his seat.

"Don't ever call me princess again." She said as she crossed her hands.