Chapter 25
Daniel
I return to the unit Saturday evening. The new mattress is so much better, and my housekeeper has stopped by to arrange my closet.
She has also stocked the fridge. I don’t know what Anu likes yet but, with time, I will get her to stock the fridge and cabinets.
I shower and change into a t-shirt and sweatpants.
I’d just turned the TV on when I hear a knock on the door.
I’m surprised because the main door didn’t ring, and no one knows I’m here.
I get up and open the door and I see a boy about the age of ten or twelve.
“Hi, I came to take the garbage out, is my lady home?” he asks.
“Who are you?” I ask.
“I’m Jacob. I live upstairs. Where’s Ms K? I didn’t know she was back.” he says.
“She’s not back,” I answer, a bit confused.
“So, who are you then?”
“I’m her roommate.”
“Not her boyfriend, that’s good.” He smiles and my brows lift.
“Why is that good?” I challenge.
“Because she’s my lady.” I chuckle. He’s ballsy for a little kid. Just like I was.
“When did she become your lady?”
“Can I come in and get the garbage?”
“There’s no garbage. I just came in today and it was cleaned out before now.”
“Okay, then the pastries she saved in the fridge for me?”
I frown.
“I doubt she saved pastry in the fridge for you.”
“She doesn’t forget, can I check?”
Unsure of what to do, I open the door wider. He goes straight to the freezer to look and brings out a Ziploc bag with pastries in it. “Told you, she never forgets,” he says, pointing to the name ‘Jacob’ on the Ziploc bag.
“How do I know it’s for you?”
“You can call her, she’ll tell you,” He retorts.
“I will and if I find out you lied, there will be consequences.”
He shrugs like he doesn’t care.
“She lets me play the X-box too,” he says. “Not tonight,” I retort.
“Fine, I’ll go and be back when my lady is back.” Taking the Ziploc, he goes to the door and pauses. “I didn’t get your name.”
“Mr. Wyler.”
He frowns.
“Mr. W, got it.” He tsks and leaves. I look in the hallway and notice he runs to the stairs and goes up.
I shut the door, a little annoyed but I like him. He’s interesting. I look at the clock; it’s seven PM, which means it’s one AM in London. I turn the TV on to the news channel and grab some files to review.
My sister Sarah had sent me some information about her friend Emma needing help. Not wanting to jump into whatever mess it may be, but I promised her I would review it and get back to her. As I read through the information, my phone rings. It’s Anu. My heart races and I find myself grinning.
I answer the call and put the documents away.
“Hey,” I say
“Daniel,” she says, her voice sleepy.
“How are you, princess?”
“I’m good, just got home not too long ago from my dad’s dinner. He’s officially seventy-two.”
“Good, hope you had fun celebrating with him.”
“I always have fun with my dad, until he starts to match make me is when we don’t agree.” I chuckle.
“Any matching making today?”
“He tried but I told him I’ve a boyfriend.”
My smile is immediate. That’s right
“What did he have to say to that?”
“He brushed it off, but I made him agree not to send anyone to my door for now.”
“Did he?”
She yawns.
“For now, yes.”
“Hope, I didn’t disturb you. I’m the only one awake, everyone else is sleeping.”
“No, I’m awake. Just had a visit from Jacob.”
She giggles.
“I forgot to mention him; he probably came for the garbage and his pastries.”
“That’s what he said, he was sure you had pastries for him.”
“Yeah,” she drawls. “I make sure not to forget. He likes them, they are his payment for taking my garbage out.”
I laugh.
“I see, you really do pay in pastries.” She laughs.
“What can I say, people want them, and I like baking.”
“Any other pastry payment I should know about?”
“Can’t think of any now, but I’ll be sure to let you know soon.” She yawns.
“He also mentioned you are his lady.” She laughs.
“He has said he would marry me when he’s older.” I laugh, pretty sure the boy said that to her, but he would have to get in line.
“Whoa, you should let your dad know.” She laughs and another yawn.
“Sleepy Princess.”
“Yes, thanks for taking my call. See you in two days.”
“I thought you were back tomorrow night?” A little irritated by the news of extra day before I see her.
“Daddy changed it. Talk later, Daniel,” she says, hanging up.