Delectable Benefits

Seven

Anya looked at herself at the full length mirror checking if there was anything out of place. The navy blue gown Nick had bought for her was truly beautiful. She looked at her hair and moved her head making sure nothing fell out of place. When the door opened, her daughter dressed in the same shade but a different style, looked at her. "Come on, mommy, daddy's waiting downstairs."

Anya turned to look at her "You look like a princess," Anya said and joined her daughter. "Very beautiful," she added.

"You look like a queen, mommy, daddy's going to stare at you all night, everyone will," Nicolette said with a nod.

Anya let out a short chuckle and shook her head, "Come on, let's not keep your father waiting."

Nick watched his wife and daughter descend the stairs. They were both glowing with happiness as they approached him. He thought angels were coming to him to get him. All he could do was stare at the woman wearing the most captivating smile. Making his heart beat faster in excitement. "Love, let's go," the tall angel said.

The little angel giggled, "Mommy, take his hand, we'll bring him to the car."

Anya frowned and linked her fingers with his. "Hmmm... Let's go, love. We can't afford to be late."

"I'll follow you anywhere in the world," Nick whispered and tightened his hold on her hand.

Anya shook her head and led him outside to the limo that was waiting for them.

Nick was surprised to see they were having the ball in the hotel where Anya reshaped his restaurant. He looked at his wife, who seemed to be cool as a cucumber, "You chose the hotel?" he asked.

Anya looked outside and was surprised herself. "I didn't handle the preparations. Judge Brown's secretary did."

Nick was the first one out of the limousine followed by Anya and then Nicolette. It was heard that Anya was the youngest female judge to be appointed hence there was a lot of press. It was disconcerting for her daughter at first but Anya held her daughter's hand and looked smiled at her. "Your father and I are here, don't be afraid," Anya whispered.

Nick immediately took Nicolette's side, "Mommy is right, we will be here right with you."

Nicolette smiled and nodded. "Let's go!" Nicolette said and began to walk. In the end it Nicolette who dragged her parents into the grand ballroom and Nick's staff froze at his presence.

"Boss!" his head concierge approached them.

"Ready my suite," Nick said and entered the room.

"Daddy! Everything is beautiful!" Nicolette said.

Nick smiled at his daughter, "Thanks, sport, your mother and I worked hard together to make sure every customer's expectation is met."

Anya looked around and quickly spotted Marcus walking towards them he smiled and handed Anya a flute of sparkling champagne. "Congratulations, my dear, the first judge in our family. My mother is jealous of you, Anya. You've achieved something she's wanted all her life."

Anya snorted, "Your mother can become the chief justice if she wants to."

Marcus winked at her. "Well, just the same, congratulations, she would have loved to come, but her schedule doesn't permit her to be here."

Anya nodded, "I don't think I'm ready to meet the family matriarch at the moment."

"Just so you know, my dear, she wants you and Nicolette home for Thanksgiving, she'll come here personally to pick you up if you decide not to come or all of us will come and we'll have the gala here in Nick's ball room." Marcus said.