"So what exactly is this event we are going to tonight?" I ask Rhodes as he emerges from the walk in closet fiddling with his cuff links on his white button up shirt. "It's a dinner for the London Children's Hospital. They throw one every year around this time of year; as a way to thank everyone
"Good Point. Now; red or black?" I can see by the look on his face that he isn't exactly thrilled to be doing several rounds of outfit selections, but it's his fault for only giving me a couple of hours notice about this event. "They're both nice, the black one I guess" he shrugs as he lifts his fo
"She says hello back...okay....okay....yeah sure I guess....alright alright.....yeah okay" he lets out a slight huff and offers the phone to me. "She insists on talking to you" He tells me with a slight smile. I take the phone with a grin; I really like his mum. "Hello?" I say into the speaker, Rho
I shrug my shoulders. "No, I want you two to meet, but I just want it to go well. And there's only so much I can do to make it go well. She can be very unpredictable" Rhodes nods his head. "I know you're nervous about it. But if she's open to it and you're comfortable with it then I would really li
I'm bad at names, that's something I've always known about myself. But after tonight it has been confirmed to be that I am really really bad at names. Rhodes's been introducing me to people for the last two hours and it's shocking how much I've forgotten. I hear their name, commit their face to my m
Why am I even thinking about that kind of stuff? I'm barely even in my 20's and I've known this guy for like six months. For some reason, everything to do with him feels like it's moving at a thoUK nd miles an hour. I've fallen hard for him, hard and fast; but we are so up and down, I have the emoti
"If I had known you were in town we would have definitely brought you along with us mate," Rhodes says with a now softening grin, a very diplomatic response, maybe not wanting to elaborate about this woman while I'm standing right next to him. "Well, I know you two have a history so maybe it's for
"Sorry about that bub," Rhodes says softly as he reaches out his hand to place it delicately over mine, testing the waters. I guess me not shoving it off is a good sign, as he appears to visibly relax beside me. "It's important, I understand," I say flatly, keeping my eyes focused on the passing li