Daisy walked towards her phone, as it rang loudly.
"This is Daisy Richard on the line, who is speaking?" She asked, the moment she picked up.
"Hey..." The caller sighed lowly as though treading cautiously to avoid being lambasted. "Just calling to make sure you got home safely..."
Daisy's stomach twisted as her fear came to pass. Her damn ex-husband! She looked at her son, bent to him, and whispered, "Give me a minute, okay?" He nodded and she shifted to the door, indeed going to lambaste him.
"What exactly is your problem, Ethan? Calling to check if I got home safely. Really? Since when did you start caring about my welfare, huh?"
"Please, Daisy, I didn't call for any trouble, okay? I was worried after the_"
She cut the call with a loud hiss, balled her fist until her phone nearly cracked, and then exhales audibly and veered back inside.
"Is that Daddy?" Daniel rushed to her and she stilled, her left hand holding him to her and lifting her head up to restrain herself from lashing out at him to stop that bastard his Daddy.
"No, son, just a pestilent client."
"Huh! Do I need to fight to protect you? Daddy said I should make sure you are always safe..." Just great!
"Really?" She feigned overjoy as they began making out of the study. "Maybe you don't need to protect me, baby. I'm your mother and should do that."
"I know... Still," He insisted.
"Okay, my love. I'm fine. I have handled that well."
"Okay, mommy."
She took him back to his room and read him a bedtime story until he smuggled the pillows into sleep before she kissed his curls, trailing her eyes softly over his soft baby features in his unconsciousness, and striving not to imagine what it would feel like not having him with her.
She felt a flurry movement close to her and looked down to see Ella hunching there, his watery orbs fixated at her.
"What? You want to sleep here?" She asked her.
Woof! She barked, stood and ran to the door, meaning she wasn't willing to stay here tonight. Daisy smiled, stood and followed after her.
When they got to her room, she jumped in Daisy's bed while Daisy went to refresh herself and change into her nightie and started checking out the prior designs on her phone.
This time she willed her mind to concentrate on the present and then examined the designs as well as sent them back to her designers with the corrections. Tomorrow would be a busy day and she would have to drop Daniel and Ella at the kiddies so he doesn't grow bored at home or have to watch her work which would be very boring for him.
Meanwhile…
Nolan pulled his Lamborghini into the parking lot roughly , the tires loudly as he did.
He didn't care – he was still a little high on happiness, after his conversation with Daisy.
As he stepped out of the car, Lance appeared at the entrance of the mansion, a confused smile on his face as his eyes moved from the roughly parked Lamborghini to Nolan’s smiling face.
"Good day, sir. You seem to be in… good spirits." He said.
“May I know what the occasion is?” He asked.
Nolan grinned, unable to contain his excitement. "I’m just having a great day, Lance. That's all." He said.
Lance slowly nodded. "Indeed, sir. Shall I prepare your usual refreshment?"
Nolan nodded, still humming to himself as he followed Lance into the mansion.
He couldn't wait to get ready for his date tonight, he felt like a kid on Christmas morning.
He couldn’t understand why he was so happy, it was just a normal date and he had been on thousands of date, maybe it was the fact that he had been so scared of loosing his free will and marrying someone he didn’t want to or it was the fact that Daisy actually interested him and her smile made his heart race.
He happily strolled into his large bedroom, he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror and chuckled.
He looked like a fool, grinning from ear to ear. But he couldn't help it – he felt different, and he knew that this night was going to be special for him.
Just then Luna, strolled into the room, leaping into his arms Nolan picked up the cat and began dancing around the room with her.
The cat meowing angrily as Nolan twirled her around the room. He laughed, happily as he kissed the cat’s forehead repeatedly, the cat meowed angrily.
Nolan laughed as he held the cat infront of him.
"Luna, don't you understand. I've got a date tonight, and I know you may think it’s a normal thing, but this one is different, I actually want to go to this one.” He said.
Luna meowed again, as if scolding him for his foolishness.
Nolan chuckled and he set the cat down on his shoulder.
He continued to dance around the room, feeling carefree and joyful.
It was a feeling he hadn't experienced in a long time, and he didn’t want this feeling to go.
As he danced around, he clumsily tumbled over a pile of boxes, Luna still clutched in his arms. They both went down with the cat letting out a loud angry meow.
Luna squirmed free and flew out of his arms as Nolan landed with a loud thud.
But instead of getting up, Nolan just burst out laughing.
He lay there, surrounded by boxes of cat toys, holding his sides as he laughed at what had just happened.
Luna, startled his change in attitude, curled into a ball and watched him, her tail twitching.
He didn’t understand cat language but he could tell that she was thinking.
"What's wrong with this human?"
Nolan couldn't stop laughing. He was happy, truly happy, and he couldn't even explain why.
As he lay there, still laughing. He wrapped his hands underneath his head, and turned to face Luna again.
"I think this is it.” He said softly.
“I think this feeling I’m feeling right now is the feeling I've been missing. This is what it means to be alive, to do things that you want to do and not things that you’re forced to.” He said.
The cat stared at him, silently licking its paws.
He finally sat up, still grinning from ear to ear. Luna, seeming to sense his joy, crept back over nudging gently against his hand with her head.
Nolan gently scratched her behind the ears, still chuckling.
"You know, Luna, I think tonight is going to be a night to remember."
Just as he was starting to calm down, he heard Lance’s voice from the doorway.
"Young master, is everything okay? I heard a loud noise and thought I'd check up on you." Lance asked
Nolan looked up to see Lance standing in the doorway, a look of worry on his face.
Nolan waved his hand dismissively, still chuckling.
"Everything's fine, Lance. Just a little... celebration with Luna gone wrong."
Lance raised an eyebrow. "A celebration, sir? You and the cat on the floor with a pile of boxes?"
Nolan grinned.
“Should I get the maid?” Lance asked.
Nolan shook his head.
"Don't worry about it, I’ll clean it myself.” He said.
Lance slowly nodded, as he sniffed the air, trying to know if Nolan had been drinking or smoking.
"Very well, sir. If you're sure everything is alright..."
Nolan nodded vigorously.
"I'm positive, Lance. Thanks for checking in, but I'm good." He said.
Lance shook his head, sighing loudly as he bowed and walked out of the room, leaving Nolan alone again.
As soon as Lance was gone, Nolan let out another chuckle and shook his head.
He couldn't believe how happy he was, he couldn’t even remember the last time he felt this way.