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5. Meet the Varners Part 1

Giselle's POV

I woke up with my phone blasting in my ear and the morning sunlight beaming through the floor length windows. For this to only be the guest bedroom, I can only imagine what Stephen's room looked like. I looked at the caller ID to see that it was my beloved mother Serenity. It was only six in the morning, so what in the world is she going to possibly talk my ear off about now? We already agreed to meet them for dinner and I really was not in the mood to talk to anybody.

"Ma, do you realize what time it is?" I said answering the phone and yawning at the same time.

"Don't get smart with me Giselle. Just because you're a married woman you think you can talk to your mother any old kind of way." I instantly rolled my eyes.

"I'm calling because I wanted to see if you wanted to have a girl's day out before I get to meet that wonderful husband of yours that everyone keeps raving about."

"Mommy, you called me at six in the morning for that? Our dinner isn't until 8, you could have waited until noon to tell me this."

"Look little girl, I wanted to get an early start, but since your attitude is getting on my nerves right now I might have to reconsider. And to think I was going to pamper and treat my ONLY princess for doing so well her first semester at Julliard." I immediately lit up when I heard her say that. It's true I was a spoiled brat. Being the only child has its perks.

"Fine, mom what time will you be ready?"

"You're in Oakland now right?"

"Yes."

"We can meet at that day spa next to that Tom Ford outlet. That's about the halfway point so we won't have to drive too far. Meet me there at nine. And then I guess I could take you shopping for doing so well in school." I immediately squealed and sat up straight in my bed.

"Okay! I'm going to get ready! See you at nine!"

"And don't be late Elle!"

"Okay, love you!"

"Love you more princess." After we hung up, I immediately ran to my suitcase (which has yet to be unpacked) and decided on a pair of ripped jean shorts, a white crop top, along with white converses. I could sleep for another hour and a half and still be able to eat and get ready. I decided that I would cook breakfast for me and Stephen. One thing I could do was throw down in the kitchen. When I was younger, I really wanted to be a chef, but I decided to do music and acting since that was where my real passion was. I laid back down but continued to toss and turn.

I didn't know if it was because I was nervous about today or if... never mind I was nervous. After laying down for another thirty minutes, I decided to hop in the shower and get ready for a day out with my other best friend, my mother. Once I got dressed, I decided to put my hair up in a nice bun and put on my hoop earrings along with my tennis bracelet my dad bought me and my wedding ring. I still had yet to get used to it. I hopped down the steps two at a time and made my way into the huge kitchen and quickly started trying to find something to cook for us to eat. I decided on waffles, turkey bacon, eggs, toast, orange juice, and fresh fruit. I was mixing the waffle batter and frying the bacon when I heard Stephen's heavy footsteps make their way into the kitchen.

"Good morning." I said while turning around and being met with a shirtless Stephen. My eyes immediately went wide as if I never saw him without a shirt before. Well I mean that was when I was drunk so I didn't remember it that well. Now I was practically drooling over this man. DAMN IT WARDELL!

"Good morning, what are you making? And my eyes are up here Giselle. I take it you like the view." he asked while making his way over to me.

"I mean, I guess you look okay. Just be patient and have a seat. Everything is almost done." I responded while pouring the batter into the waffle iron after spraying it with non- stick spray.