The Coincidence

Chapter 6 - Jealousy

It's beautiful. Breathe taking. Silver colored, sleeveless and jewels over the chest and the back. It's end looks fluffy as if it's Cinderella's dress. I look at my reflection in the mirror and I feel like I don't want to stop looking. Not at me, but the dress. Danny really created a master piece as forever. I might not like high class events most of the times, especially when it's with my parents. Nevertheless, I love them for their dresses because they are one of the few places where you can be a real life dressed-princess without feeling awkward about being overdressed.

Danny is standing behind me. Hands covering his mouth and his eyes look so happy.

"You look magnificent, M." He beamed. I looked at him beaming too then look back to the mirror. Why would I lie? I really do. I still can't believe it's my reflection in the mirror.
"Oh, Danny. That's so beautiful. You really the king of gowns. Thanks!" I am still wowing at the image in front of me yet, before getting down from the step in front of the mirror to stand next to him. He lent me a hand watching every move with dress.
"Don't thank me yet. Thank me when you glamour everyone in the invitation with your beauty." He winked and I chuckled before Emily interrupted us.

We are at Danny's workshop in the company to get me a dress for today's invitation. As we don't have the luxury of skipping another day of work and go shopping. Danny suggested that we do it in the company while working. So whenever we are both free we come here to fit the dress and get it ready while working.
"Miss. Dylan, the cloth suppliers are-" Emily got in looking at the papers in her hands talking. Not long enough before she stopped shortly in her steps and looked up to see me in front of her. She seems to be either shocked or surprised.
"I know! I know! Beautiful, amazing. Off course, who do you think brings money to this company?!" Danny said sighing and feeling proud as always. He started walking back to his table to write some notes and I smiled looking at him while he is walking before getting my attention back to Emily.
"Yes, Emily? What's wrong with the suppliers?" I asked her. She didn't reply for a moment, still in the same state then started talking again. She cleared her throat.
"They are on the phone for you." She finally said. I nodded in acknowledgment.
"Okay, Emily. I'll change and follow you." As soon as I finished my words she was dismissed and her phone started ringing again, announcing back-to-work. I turned around to the changing room so I can change to my normal clothes back and leave that babe for the evening. As I am changing I can hear Danny talking.

"You know that we have to finalize Jessica's gown and Martin's tuxedo by tomorrow." I got out of the changing room with the dress in my hands. So careful as if it fell it might break and my heart be broken for such a beauty.
"I know. I actually did some things yesterday. I will send them to you as soon as I get to my office, maybe you can see some hope in them." I was hung the dress, smiling at the idea that we will meet again this evening.
"What about that weirdo?" He asked and I lightly laughed and sighed.
"Well, apparently, Mr. Switzer isn't available for the meantime. He has some other "plans" ." I did the air quotation with my hands, trying to look as cool as possible. I leaned on Danny's desk to check what he was doing, but he stopped drawing. When I looked up he was standing there crossing his hands over his chest.

"Look at me, girl. You are getting jealous, aren't you?' He narrowed his eyes and the first think came on my mind was laughing. It came out fake and I think he might have just got me.
"What? Jealous? Why would I? Come on!" Danny is still looking at me with those narrow green eyes. That makes them turn from innocent green eyes to scary ones.
"Oh my gosh, Danny! I am late! The suppliers are waiting for me on the phone all of that! Thanks for the dress." I kissed him on the check and left. That was so close.

I spent the rest of the day between meetings, phone calls, revising papers and going from a place to another to get the job done for today. Going home for me was a dream far away from coming true, let alone going to a party or an event and see my parents after such a day. Stress over stress.