Sitting down on the soft king size mattress I ran my fingers threw my hair in frustration and undo the first two of my buttons while removing my tie when a very angry Dana stood in front of me. Her hands on her hips, "What the hell Michael."
I raise...
Today was the day we get to meet the fashion designer. But instead of his shop we are invited to an event the fashion designer planned. It was an event for Mr. Alexander Reid and his wife Mrs. Allison Reid.
It seems it's there 25-year wedding anniversary and Mr. Alexander Reid planned to renew his vows to his wife.
I haven't met the power couple but I have heard stories about them. Someday I'd hope to be celebrating my 25-year wedding anniversary if only I could get pass the first 10 years.
Luckily Greg, said we are allowed inside considering we are only here to observe how he works. Course we will be treated as one of the guests. Thankfully Mr. Reid didn't mind it at all.
Dana clung to my arms once again as we four entered the hall. It was deck in white trimmings and white lining around the seats.
There was white elegant wedding arch placed right before the stage. This hall was white covered in lilies.
I must say, now seeing how this room is set up I can't wait to meet this fashion designer.
"Dana." Bailey ushered her to take our seat. The guest where now piling in.
"OMG, Bailey this is so exciting. I feel like I want to have another wedding again." I felt Dana elbowed me to which mentally slap myself. I don't know why Mr. Reid choose to get married again. Isn't he already married.
Soon the music began, the groom and his groom's men where the first to walk down the aisle.
Next it was the brides made then standing up the bride made her way down. She seemed to be glowing and the room seemed to get bright as her smile gets wider.
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(Allison Reid-Above)
If you think Dana is beautiful, Mrs. Reid is like a goddess. Her beauty has no bounds consider she is probably in her early 40's.
This wedding was so not like my own. This seemed more relaxed and carefree and celebrating of love and unity whereas mine felt like the walls were caving in.
Who knew weddings can hold different meaning I supposed.
After saying their vows which was heartwarming, we attended a simple garden wedding party.
"There you are." Our attention turned towards Greg who was skipping towards us.
"Greg, where is he?" That's the first thing that popped out of Dana's mouth.
If only I could stuff it with some cream puffs.
"Yeah I don't see anyone out of the ordinary so is he here or not?" Bailey impatiently asked.
"Calm down sweetheart. Don't make a scene. This is Mr. and Mrs. Reid's wedding after all." Bailey puffed out her cheeks.
"Um..." Greg strutted sided to side nervously. What crawled up his ass? "Well about that..."
"Don't tell me he's not here?" Dana screamed getting the attention of nearby people.
"Babe." I glared at her to calm the fuck down. Bailey and her better not draw attention or I don't care if the scream at me, they will have to do it while I'm dragging their asses back home.
"No...n...no she's here."
"She?" Both Bailey and Dana responded.
Greg only nodded his head.
"The fashion designer is a she? All this time I thought he was a man." Dana chuckled.
"Damn luck, I had pictured a tall dark handsome..."
"Excuse me." Jack interrupted Bailey's thoughts.
"Of course, no one is more tall dark and handsome than you sweetheart."
"Much better."
Sometimes these two are sickeningly sweet it's giving me a cavity.
"Well Greg lead the way then." Dana directed.
"Oh, okay but keep in mind we are guests at Mr. and Mrs. Reid wedding party so please try not to cause a scene."
"Why would we cause a scene?" Dana perked a brow.
As we were following Greg a woman came into view dressed in a simple yet elegant attire. It was hard to tell who she was because her back was facing towards us but she was talking to someone who she was holding in her arms.
Finally, we reach her, "Excuse me Ms. Kahn your clients are here now."
Turning around we, all gasped in shock. Well not even us but Ms. Kahn too or should I say Kanna. And in her arms was Kyle, my son, our son.
"I'm sorry but there must be some mistake, we are here to meet the fashion designer." Jack re-compose his self.
"And you are meeting her." Greg gave out a wry smile.
"no, no no no no...this is not the fashion designer this is some two-bit skank." Dana scowled at Kanna.
We were not only surprised but speechless as well.
"Well look who we have here, Lary, Curly, Sue and Marry Poppins." Kanna spoke dryly.
"Kyle," I whispered his name only for him to turn my way. I opened my arms asking for him when Kanna pulled him back, "Excuse me but what do you think you are doing?"
"What does it look like, I want to hold my son."
"Oh, so now he's your son, well news flash I thought he was a mistake and a bastard child."
A mistake, a bastard child, what the hell was she talking about?
"Kanna do not fight me in this, whether you like it or not he is half mine." If she wants to fight then she will get a fight.
"Please Michael step away before I make you." Kanna puffed out her chest.
"Kanna chill." Jack cooed which only angered her more.
"Chill? What the..."
"Kanna." Greg tapped her shoulder whispering into her ears.
"You guys are my clients?" Her jaw clenched. Clearing her throat her demeanor had changed to professionalism. "Good evening my name is Ms. Kahn and I'll be handling your event."
I'm amazed that she can hold her composure considering just moments ago she was shaking in fury.
"Not anymore." Dana stepped up.
"Fine, but you did sign the contract and..."
But before she could finish Bailey gulped down her pride, "No, she was only kidding. If I had known who you are in the beginning, I mean your clothing line are gorgeous and this wedding you did is absolutely perfect." She leaned into her, "did you designed Mrs. Reid's wedding gown?"
Kanna smiled and nodded.
"Bailey." Dana roughly pulled her back. "What the hell are you doing?"
"What does it look like. I want her to handle my wedding."
"You can't be serious, she is the enemy..."
"Why she did nothing wrong."
"Have you forgotten she slept with my husband."
"That's correct your husband, not mine."
I saw a glint in Dana's eyes, "That's what you think."
