Amy hurried home after work because she didn’t want to be late for the dinner with Mr. Smith. She greeted Mrs. Nora on her way to her room. When she turned on the lights in her room, she was surprised to see three boxes on her bed. She remembered unboxing all the gifts she had received from her employees this dawn so who had sent these. Curiosity clawed at her to open the box, so she walked to her bed and picked one. She opened it to find a rich red fabric. She set the box down and held the dress out to it’s full length. The gown was breathtaking. Impressed by what was in the first box she quickly but gently put the gown on the bed and picked up another box and that was when she spotted the black card on the third smaller box. How had she not noticed that before. It read, I thought you’d look good in this. Put it on for the dinner party.------ReynoldsAmy’s jaw dropped. She thought this was a little too romantic given their relationship. She didn’t know how to take it.
Amy watched as the lady took her seat. Amy studied her features. She was beautiful and young,probably two years younger than her. The outfit she had on was gorgeous. Her red hair was in an updo. One could not tell if it was dyed or not but the color did fit her. "Don't worry dear, have a seat," Mrs. Smith, who had not spoken for hours said. "I apologize, Alexander and Erin. You know mom and dad already. Busy as always. They informed me at the eleventh hour to come in their stead." The lady said, taking her seat. If she addressed them casually then she must be a close relative. "Your mom called me to let me know, don't worry," Mrs. Smith assured. She waved over one of the maids to serve the lady. She channeled her focus on Reynolds beside her. His face showed no emotions. It was blank and that was concerning because before there had been remnants of smiles. They were all gone now. Apparently it had something to do with the lady. This piqued Amy's interest royally. "Ann here is one
"Where did you get that from? Amy eyed her wrist. "I guess you must've seen the piano back home. Reynolds and I got this. We both loved the piano so much that we used to go to shows together. He had suggested one evening that we get a piano so the next day we went shopping for one. We did not get the design we were looking for, so Reynolds drew one himself and had it custom made. After that he got me this bracelet and I got him a key chain. Such great memories." Ann stared at the ceiling as though she was lost in the memories. Amy was in deep thoughts herself. She did not want to draw conclusions already, but this could only mean one thing. Reynolds was not over Ann yet or even worse he was still in love with her. This bothered her because she did not think she was up for the drama this would bring. She was not going to admit the fact that it stung for some reason. Amy shook off the thoughts and finished applying her lipstick. She excused herself after that. She met Reynolds in th
It was a fine Saturday morning. The sun was already out and Amy sat in the living room contemplating what she should do for the day after breakfast with Reynolds. Today, breakfast went without any surprise and now here she was, bored out of her mind as to what she should do for the day. She had not brought up the topic of Ann. She'll wait for the right time to pour out her questions. She looked outside through the large glass windows. The day seemed promising and she did not want to waste it. She'd accept in a heartbeat if anyone asked her out. By anyone she meant Reynolds who had barely spoken at breakfast. He had been deeply immersed in whatever he was doing on his tablet. Since that was not going to happen she had left only two options. She could get her kindle and read in the library or she could go out with her kindle and sit in the garden. The latter sounded refreshing so she decided on it. She stood from the sofa and walked to the staircase. She saw Reynolds descending th
She walked to where the supplies were and picked up a polished and sleek pistol. Reynolds came to stand beside her and did same but opted for a classic revolver. Both took their position at the shooting line. "Go on first," Reynolds said. Amy aimed with determination at the bullseye on the target board. She pulled the trigger,and the bullet went straight to hit the bullseye. She turned to Reynolds who only smiled and aimed at his target board. Within seconds, his bullet hit the bullseye as well. The sound of shots rang out intermittently as both focused on their targets. The game continued until it was left with the last shot for each of them to make. Amy could already smell her victory. She aimed at her target and just as she pulled the trigger, her phone rang making her lose her aim and shooting below the bullseye. She groaned. Who in the world would be calling her now. "Aren't you going to answer that?" Reynolds chuckled. He had clearly won the game. She whisked her phone from
Reynolds sat at his table in his study. He twirled his pen between his fingers. When he had entered the study and sat down, he realized he couldn't get any work done because Amy Bennet, the woman with his last name was evading his mind. Who knew he'd be looking to hang out with her. Initially when she was to move in his space, that is his home, he had psyched his mind that he would consider her to be someone who needed a place to stay and that she would leave as soon as she found another place. With that, he had been quite at ease. Because the thought of having someone else sleep next room had kept him awake a couple of times but here he was, looking for chances to be with her. How ridiculous of him. He couldn't help it but liked the way her eyes lit up when she got excited about something or how she had glared at him when she lost the game. Reynolds could have just let her win, but he knew he'd never hear the end of it if Amy realized he had cheated for her. He laughed, shaking
On the ride home, Amy let her mind wander to Diana Bennet, Reynolds mother and her mother-in-law. Mother in-law sounded absurd to her, but she had no choice, she would learn to put up with the name tags until she could get her freedom back.She casted her mind back to when she had first met her at her father's party and then when she went over to their place to drop off some flowers. Amy was a good judge of character and even though she and Reynolds mother hadn't had the time to bond she could tell the kind of person she was.Diana was quite short but what she lacked in height she made up for in beauty. She was very beautiful, most of the wives of wealthy men were expected to be beautiful but Diana's beauty had a particular softness and natural touch to it. She could tell that she was pushy and liked to have her way most of the time. Well she had to come up with a plan to stop her from going into Reynolds bedroom no matter what.The car came to halt, jolting Amy from her seat and cut
Amy and Mrs Diana turned in unison to find Reynold standing behind them. "Oh Reynolds, you've made me a very happy mother". Mrs Diana went over to him and enveloped him in a hug. Reynolds looked at Amy from over his mother's shoulder and raised his eyebrows at her. Amy averted her eyes and fixed them on her feet. "What did I do to deserve such show of affection mother?" Reynolds pulled away from his mother and asked."Your wife here just told me of your intention for the two of you to have children. And so early at that, I'm so delighted" She said and put her arms around his neck in delight. Amy turned to look at the expression on his face, fearing what it might be but still looking anyway. The muscles on his face had been stretched out taut , as though he was trying to keep his mouth shut.His eyes had turned into slits and immediately Amy caught his eyes,she pushed herself off the bench. "I...I was just so excited and before I could catch myself I had already spilled the news and