ENGAGEMENT SURPRISE
We pull up in front of a classic hotel someplace I don't know, because again, Andy to corner me into one of his tricks. Not that he has done that many times, , and to be precise, he did it just once. That day I had refused to talk to him he asked Mark to kidnap me and take me to his office. Well, not exactly , because I didn't have a gun pointed at my head, nor was I bundled or into his limousine. He just played with my mind then, like he did today.
The only difference with today is that he sent me a text asking me to get ready by and that Mark will pick me up and drop me somewhere. He had Mark fetch
Angel from school and I am presuming that he took her to, this place he brought ? Andy also had a package containing a special dress and shoes delivered to me, on it was a note that said, "I can't wait to lay my eyes on you tonight dazzling this silver dress. Te Amo." And him being the sweet annoying ass that he is , he switched off his phone so I won't ask what the special occasion is . And of course, Mark can't dare give me even a small hint of what this is all .
I spare Mark one, a "not so friendly" glance and after him responding with a small on his lips, I get out of the white Porsche, my floral-fitting silver dress the sparkling clean floor. I always feel spectacular in long-fitting dresses even gowns, but the one I am wearing today is a bit too tight for my liking. I bet round bum will catch the attention of everyone who will appear behind me.
The good thing right now is that the compound is crystal clear. Nobody walking , not even a single car in this huge parking lot except ours. Weird! So weird!
Such a huge hotel and it looks this quiet? Deserted would have been the perfect , but the cleanliness rules that out. I turn to mark to try and plead with him last time to tell me what Andy is up to, but when I find his eyes ogling my bum,
I decide against it.
"Mark?" I call, and he snaps, feeling ashamed of being caught off-guard drolling his boss' woman like that. Jeez! What was he even thinking? He was clearly me with his eyes. I thought he was a respectable man.
"You have a very eye-catching site on your back. No offence." He says, looking through the windscreen, avoiding eye contact at all costs. At least he is , and that he should.
"I'll pass your compliment to Andy. He will have the best response to that."
"No, please! Don't tell him I said anything. You know how sensitive and possessive guy is. He might misinterpret things and that will end up so bad for me. I am prepared to die. Please." He pleads, like seriously pleading, and I smile.
Oh, I love how nobody wants to get to the bad side of Andy. It makes me feel so . I can tease him, make fun of him, annoy him, mess around with him, I can just anything to him, and just a simple kiss will make him forget he was angry me. Mh, I better get going because just thinking of him is making me miss him - him and his sweet naughty little stuff. I
I slam the door shut and look at Mark, a smile plastered on my face. It's not him is making me smile. It's the dirty thoughts of me and Andy playing in my mind is making me smile like an idiot. "Alright, Mark. My lips are sealed. Just roll up, and don't repeat that again." He must be wondering why I am warning him something with a smile, but how can I hide this smile when my mind is Andy on his bed, and my face is doing an excellent job at interpreting what heart is feeling right now? My heart is doing a small dance inside just by that imagination. Andy, oh, my Andy!
After making sure that Mark has rolled up the tinted window, I start my way into I presume is the entrance. I go through the door that is adorned with white red balloons and I walk inside, curiosity killing me. Why aren't there even at the entrance? Why is this place scaringly quiet? Did Mark miss the he was told or something? This is weird! I look around when I get in, but like outside, there is no one in this beautifully decorated hotel. The balloons everywhere, even on the floor. What kind of event is this? Lost in my thoughts,
I almost forgot I was looking for my fiance, until a female voice called from the counter, startling me.
I sigh in relief.
"Hi." I respond to her greetings, walking to her.
"Tania Lawson?" She asks, calming my nerves because I was wondering where to .
"Yes, please."
"Your reservation is on the fifth floor, ma'am. Unfortunately, there is a problem our lifts. You'll have to take the stairs. We apologize for that and we are trying best to have them fixed asap." The cute lady explains, and I smile at her to let know that I fully understand. I mean, these mishaps often do happen. It's quite .
"It's okay, miss. But can I please ask you something? Is this event on the same ? What is it about?"
Just before she could respond, the lamps blink two times, and they go off right after, whole room turning dark. The whole building, actually. What the heck! Just I was about to start panicking, I spot the candles lighting up the stairway. I this is part of whatever event that is happening then, huh? How are we going enjoy our dinner in darkness though? I think I will ask Andy to change the place he hasn't considered it. This darkness is good for something else, but not meals. Darn, my mind, you are at it again! Chill! Don't be so naughty.
Since the receptionist is busy trying to make a call and typing something on the , I decide not to bother her so much with unnecessary questions. It might be private event, and I am here being all nosy.
I walk up the stairs, the wall decorated with balloons and ribbons of colours - red, white, and blue, and a few balloons on the floor, lighting up the place. Perfect romance theme, huh? I walk slowly, this beauty under the fading rays of the candlelights as if all these are for me, until I get to the fifth floor.
I look around, and I only see one door, still with balloons, and I guess the go to the last floor. I fish out my phone from my white purse and make call to Andy. I don't want to look like a lost puppy walking in on some strange in the middle of something I know nothing about. His phone is still off. Shit! You will pay for this Andy! I dip my phone back in my purse decide to open the door a little and take a peek.