November 8, 2016
I wore a black pencil skirt, a blue blouse with black heels. I curled the ends of my hair and left it cascading down my shoulders. I grab my coat and bag and go downstairs to the car.
Andrew is in front of me with his hands shoved deep into his pockets. He wore a blue suit and dress pants."Good morning, " I say to the driver.
"Good morning, Miss Simmons" He says and opens the car door.
"Please, call me London" I say before sliding into the backseat of the car.
"Would you like me to call you Mr. Parker or Andrew? " I hear him ask Andrew.
"Andrew" He says and enters the car.
"Aren't you excited? " I ask Andrew.
"It's a meeting, London" He chuckled.
I ignore him and continue, "I asked Sean more about it and he said they raise money and give it to orphanages and-"
"The reason we are going is to learn about the society so if you tell me about it right now I am going to be more bored" Andrew cuts in.
"Okay but don't blame me when they don't say all this things there" I say and look out the window.
The city is beautiful and I can't wait to visit the sites like the Buen Retrio park and the palace of Madrid. The thirty minutes drive to the hotel is spent with me looking at the city and Andrew on the phone with a worker.
I gave him permission to work so don't worry. The hotel is bigger than the one we stay at. This one is more elegant and probably costs a fortune.
The driver, whose name I found out was Frederick, escorted us to the lobby and someone sent us to the conference room."London, Andrew" Sean says. He is tall with dirty blonde hair and deep blue eyes.
"Hello Sean" I hug him
"Beautiful as always" Sean says and kisses both cheeks. "And Andrew, it has been long old friend"
They hug but in a manly way.
"You are to blame, you left America immediately London helped you" Andrew says.
"Yeah, sorry about that" Sean says.
"It is about to start" I say and walk ahead of them into the conference room.
"London Simmons, " I turn to face a man in his late twenties, he had black hair and golden brown eyes. He had a thick British accent.
" Jonathan Ryan?" I say. Jonathan was my first love until he left while I was in coma after I fell and lost my memory.
"Yeah" He says and I hug him.
"What have you been?" I ask
"I went back home to England" He says.
"London, " Andrew calls.
"Andrew I would like you to meet Jonathan Ryan, he is an old friend," I say and they shake hands. "Jonathan, this is my fiancé Andrew Parker"
"Congratulations" Jonathan says.
"You can sit beside us if you don't have somewhere else to be" I say.
"I'd love to" He says and I smile. "But I have to do something first so I will come and find you when I'm done"
"Okay" I say and he leaves.
"An old friend? " Andrew arched a brow.
"Okay, fine, he's an ex" I say.
"Hmm...... " Andres says. I kiss him before he can say anything else.
"Let's find our seats, okay? " I say against his lips.
"Alright" Andrew says.
We find our seats and a piece of paper is given to everyone. A man mounts the stage and starts to speak,
"Good morning, my name is Karl Clark and I'm the president and one of the founders of this society. On your seats are sign up slips to join the society. Please give it to Sean Hart, the gentleman at the back" He says and Sean gets and waves.
The next hour and half is used to debate on what projects to do. One was buildings hospitals in those rural areas around the world and another was having an exhibition which everyone is allowed to display their works to the public.
Jonathan joined us ten minutes into the meeting. I sat in the middle, Andrew to my right and Jonathan to my left. I was doing most of the talking, they did not say a word to each other. I fill my form and give it to Sean before following him into another room for refreshments.
"London, I would like you to meet Vienna Clark, the woman I was talking about" Sean says.
"Nice to meet you, I'm London Simmons" I extend my hand but instead of shaking me she pulls me into a hug.
"I am so happy to see you" Vienna says. When she steps back I take in her appearance. She is beautiful with short blonde hair and shy brown eyes. She looked in her late twenties but she was actually 39.
Kent walks up to us and places a hand on Vienna's shoulder.
"Vienna, sweetheart, we need to leave now if you want to make it to Sarah's party" Kent says.
"This is London Simmons" She says.
"Nice to meet you, " Kent says.
"Come to my office on Thursday, Sean will give you the address" Vienna says before walking away with her husband.
After they leave I ask Sean for the address then I start looking for Andrew.
"London," Jonathan calls from the other end of the room.
"Yeah? " I say once he is close enough to hear me.
"Where's Andy?" He asks.
"It's Andrew and we are no longer together so don't pretend to not know his name" I say.
"Yes ma'am" He salutes.
"Did you just salute? " I laugh.
"Maybe" He smirks while I laugh harder.
"I really have to go" I say when the laughing stops. "See you later"
I hug him and continue searching for Andrew. I find him already in the car waiting for me. We spend the rest of the day watching movies in the hotel room. My life is boring! Trust me, I know.
Andrew still acted like a jealous boyfriend for two more hours. I had fun today, I really did.
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