I wake up with a groan and start to shuffle around due to the sun rays. "Who the fuck opened the blinds so early?" I groan. "I did baby, it's time to wake up." A squeaky voice says which makes me snap my eyes open. Of fucking course it's her. My extremely clingy ex-fling. Gosh this lady doesn't get the hint. "What are you doing here Rhea?" I question.
"What do you mean what am I doing here? You clearly know what happened last night right baby?" she responds. "Obviously I know. What I do want to know is why are you still here. Shouldn't you have left as soon as you woke up?" I say in a duh tone.
"Haha. Gosh Reagan baby, I didn't know you're so funny!" She laughs. What on earth? Someone please tell me if she's naturally stupid or is it because of the fact her brains are fried from the amount of times she's bleached her hair. "Look Rhea just leave. I don't have the time to deal with your bullshit right now."
"I'm not leaving you. I'm your girlfriend!" She practically screeches. "Ex. You're my ex-girlfriend Rhea. Just incase you forgot, you got that title after sleeping with my cousin." I grit out. " Now get the fuck out of my house!"
She finally gets the hint and leaves after 15 minutes of screaming, crying and throwing my stuff around. And my father wonders why I don't want to settle down. Well dad, this is why. I turn over to look at the clock and my eyes nearly bulge out of my sockets. Shit! It's 9:30 am. Fuck! Fuck! I need to get to the meeting with West Side Techs.
Apparently the CEO is smoking hot. It's a shame no one has seen her face besides her business partners. Forget this, I need to take a shower and get ready. After the quickest shower of my life, I get ready into a crisp white shirt, with some black slacks and paired with normal dress shoes.
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Reagan's outfit^.
After changing I head down to see Alex seated in the living room. "Why are you here so early?" I speak making him turn around with wide eyes. "Well first of all, goodmorning to you too. Second I'm here to inform you that the meeting with West Side Techs is postponed to when, I don't know. And thirdly, are you daft? It's not early, it's almost 10:00am." He says while giving me a weird look.
"Oh." He states at me blankly before shaking his head. "And your father wants to meet you for lunch. So good luck to you." He says while strolling into my kitchen. "Dude, you need to go grocery shopping really soon." He says while walking out with a pop tart in his hand. Don't judge me, I love pop tarts and so does my two year old niece. Her name is Bella and she's the sweetest little angel ever.
"I know. I'm gonna go do it tonight." I respond. "NO." He practically yells. "What's wrong with people today? First I had to deal with Rhea's yelling and now you." I say while rubbing my ear. "Rhea was here? Like here as in your penthouse here?" He questioned with eyes as wide as saucers. He looks hilarious. I chuckle while looking at him. "Yes Samuels. Here as in the penthouse here."
"Hold up a second. Why was she here?" He questions. I look at him with a sheepish smile. "Great. The playboy manners are back aren't they?" He says with a tone full of accusation. "They've never left buddy." I grin at him.
"Wipe that Cheshire grin of your face before someone starts crying." He rolls his eyes at me while finishing his pop tart.
"What time am I supposed to be meeting with dad?" I ask. " he said at 12:30. I nod at him.
"Oh and why did you react like a mad man when I said I'm going grocery shopping tonight?" I question. "Well....So you see I want you to come with me to the new club opening." He forces out. "Okay." I respond. He grins at me like a kid whose parents just allowed him to go on a field trip.
Time: 12:10pm.
"Hey I'm gonna head to lunch with dad. I'll see you later." I say while grabbing my coat.
Time: 12:30pm.
I hop out my car and head into the restaurant where my father is waiting. As I'm walking into the restaurant I see a few waitresses checking me out which makes me smirk. I throw a wink at one of them who was holding a plate and it ends up crashing to the floor.
I see my dad at the back of the restaurant in the VIP area, and he smiles when he sees me which makes me smile back. "Hi dad." I say while hugging him. "Hello son. How are you?" He answers, his thick spanish accent coming through. "I'm good dad and you?" I answer. " I'm fine son. Your mother would like to see you this weekend." He says while a waitress comes up to us with the menu. "Here you go sir." She says with an extremely high pitch voice. She has long blonde hair with hazelnut eyes. She's pretty but her face is caked with makeup.
"Thank you. I'll have the sirloin steak with the salad." My father says while closing his menu. "And for you sir?" She asks me. "Mhm...I'll have the chicken Alfredo with a side of garlic bread. Thank you." She nods and walks back to the kitchen while swaying her hips. "So son, any girlfriend?" My father says with a mischievous look in his eyes. "No dad. No one as of now." I respond in a dull tone. "You're not getting any younger son, and neither are me or your mother. We want to see you settled down with a family." He sighs.
"Dad, don't you think it's too early for this?" I question my voice small. "No son. It certainly is not too early." He says, his voice stern.
"I don't think I'm ready yet Dad." I sigh. He's about to respond to me when the waiter arrives with our food. "We'll speak about this more on the weekend when your mother is present." He says while taking a bite of his food and ushering me to do the same.
I nod at him while we both finish our food and head our separate ways. "See you on the weekend Dad, and tell mom I said hi." I say while giving him a hug. He nods and stands up to leave.
Hii loves. I would like to apologize for missing out a few words in the ending of this chapter! But here we go chapter 3. Let me know if you guys like it or not and please remembered to vote, follow and comment. Until next time beauts!
