For a night Stand

We need to talk

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Danielle POV

"Want me to  help?" Daning ask

"Yes please. I need lemon zest, not a lot but I will also need the juice."

"Lot of juice?"

"Yes please." I say.

This is what I love about my sister. She invited Jim over for dinner, and.. I am the one cooking

My mom walked in the kitchen, wearing her clothes for dinner, she puts an apron over and start doing other things for diner.

"Is your future husband going to be there" She asks as soon as she started to prepare what looks like black rice and peas.

"It's a surprise" Daning quickly answer.

I looked at her from the corner of my eyes. Surprise??  It's just Jimmy not Aki.

Well was she talking to me?

I was still looking at her and she was acting like I was invisible.

That's not normal.

"Go set the table"  My mom say to her, and she handed me two bowls of what I asked her to make.

As soon as Daning left the room, she asks me: " Don't you think I deserve an explanation?"

For what? I open my mouth to ask but I figure out that was not the right way to answer.

"I can explain you everything as long as I know what you are talking about." I say carefully.

" Don't play that game with me."

"Mom... I am sorry... everything happens so fast." I try to explain.

"So fast that you forgot to tell us that you even had a boyfriend." She says with her voice full of sadness.

I thought she was going to be angry... not sad.

"Mom... I did not hear from him in a long time" I say after a short pause.  "and, when he came back, I was not totally expecting him to ask me to marry him."

"And you said yes... Do you have feelings for him?" She ask coming closer to me, changing her facial expression from sadness to a smile.

I turn to look at her and smile too. Should I answer that question.

"He is a lawyer." I started, "he has his own office... a great carrier. He is here for me when I need him", I add a little bit dreamy, "but at the same time he can be so far."

"Men are like that. Your dad doesn't like to talk about what bothers him, but I know that I can count on him for everything and that sometimes words are just... words"

She touches  my shoulder and went back to what she was doing before.

I can't be with someone who doesn't talk. I need to know how he feels, what is going through his mind... I need communication - something that he is not willing to do.

" He wants to adopt a kid." I say stopping what I was doing to face her. "He has been taking care of him from what I understood."

"Hum.. I already like him." She states.

My mom has always love helping others specially orphans. She used to volunteer a lot and that's how she met my father. He was a young doctor and my mom was a translator; both volunteering in a nonprofit organization.

"Are you going to make that sauce?"

"Sorry" I answer snapping out of my daydream. "Yes let me finish with that."