Let Me Love You

Chapter Nineteen

"Stop laughing. You're not suppose to be laughing." Mila giggled along with Val as they sat on her couch while Disney channel played on her living room's flat screen TV. She was just discussing to her about Bryson's and her's date the other night.

"I'm sorry MiMi, but I wasn't expecting that ending at all. Oh my goodness! I can't breathe." Val continued to snort and giggle. Apparently, Mila's unsatisfactory was highly hilarious to her.

"What's so funny mommy?" Izzy ran back into the living room from the kitchen to ask. She almost trip over the overly large green apron she was wearing that was convered in flour and other ingredients.

"Oh nothing honey. Mila was just telling me a joke." Stated Val once she got her breathing back to normal.

Izzy glanced between them with a gleam in her eye. "Can you tell me the joke Ms. Hartfwelt?" She asked, unintentionally pronouncing Mila's last name wrong. She had recently loss some of her teeth to the tooth fairy and pronounced some of her letters funnily.

It warmed Mila's heart when Izzy spoke. She thought she was beyond adorable.

"Izzy you don't have to call me that. You can call me Mila and I don't know if you'd be able to understand the joke kiddo." Smiled Mila as she stared into the little girl's greenish brownish tint eye color. She could of sworn they were grey when she first walked in.

"Tell me! I can understwand it. My tweacher says I'm very matwure for my age." Urged Izzy.

"Are you sure? I think you're too young."

At that moment, Mrs. Hartfelt peeked her head through the arch way that connected that led to the kitchen. She too sported an green apron, but unlike Izzy's, it was not that messy.

"Izzy darling, your brownies are almost done." Called Mila's mother from the kitchen and the little one seemed to forget about her's and Mila's conversation and sprinted back into the kitchen to check on her precious brownies.

Val and Mila giggled at the scene.

"She is such a good kid." Complimented Mila.

"Thank you."

"How's the whole thing with the private investigator going?"

"It is going steady. My PI is very nice and has promised do the best job that he can."

Mila smiled. It was good for her to know that the journey of finding Izzy's father was going well. Mila was certain that the man would fall in love with the brown haired angel.

Turning her attention on the TV screen, Mila grimaced at the sight. There was a reason she despised the Disney channel in her younger days. They litterally repeated every commercial break with the same stuff. Throughout her's and Val's conversation Mila knew she heard the same commercial with songs at least 8 times.

"I hope if I ever have the chance to give birth, my child will hate this channel as much as I do." Mila stated before leaning forward to grab her remote off her coffee table to switch the channel to Nickolodeon. Spongebob was currently airing and Mila grinned at the fact.

"This is much better."

"You're so childish." Stated Val. Mila playfully stuck her tongue out at her in response.

They sat in silence and watched the show for about five minutes before Izzy ran back into the room, urging them to come into the kitchen.

"Look mommy, Mrs. Hartfwelt twaught how to make brownies. I bet they'll be the best brownies you have ever eaten." Beamed Izzy as she marveled her work.