Today is Saturday which means we have a weekend bonding as a clan. We do this twice a day month and it's my first time celebrating it with Andrea since the previous one I attended was when she was still living in that slum of an apartment. Can't blame her though, she was living alone and was living for and by herself.
Even though it is a family bonding, I didn't want Andrea to be left behind alone in our apartment so I invited her to come with me. Her reaction was unexpected, though but I actually kind of expected it.
"Are you mental?" Andrea said and went into full-berserk mode.
"I don't want you to be alone and besides, it would be lovely for you to meet my other family members." I explained and trying to calm her down. She huffed and stormed to the kitchen and I started to wonder why she went there. I followed her and saw that she was pulling out all sorts of contraptions used for baking and I gave her an incredulous look.
"What? Do you think I'll go unarmed to your family bonding? I'm gonna bake some cookies so leave." She said with her hands on her hips. I backed away slowly and retreated to my room and prepared the outfit I'll wear.
About half an hour later, I emerged from my room and I immediately got attacked by the smell of freshly baked cookies and almost bumped into the fuming Andrea.
"Get out of my way." She said coldly and I don't know whether to be sorry or be turned-on because she's mad and let me tell you, she's hot as hell.
I stepped to my side and she slammed her door. Patiently waiting for fifteen minutes as she prepped herself, she went out of her room with a plain white shirt tucked neatly in a pair of black shorts locked with a brown belt and her feet are closed with black, high-cut Converse, giving her the girl-next-door look.
She ignored my presence and got the tray of cookies and looked back behind me and said, "Are you still planning to go or what?"
Plunged into a pregnant, uncomfortable silence, I faced her when we stopped in front of a stoplight and looked at her. As soon as she saw my move, she faced me back and stared at me and I knew that if looks could kill, I was six feet beneath the ground by now.
"What are you mad about?" I confronted her and she sighed in frustration.
"I can't believe you didn't ask me in advance!"
"Because I thought you'll turn it down! If I ask you to go on the day itself, you will be more or less convinced to go along." I said and hearing it with my own ears, the reason sounds lame.
"Because of you, I rushed baking the cookies!" Andrea shouted and when the stoplight turned green, I started to gear the car with a go again and since I can't hold it in anymore, I laughed my heart out.
"What in the world are you laughing about? This is not a laughing matter! We're talking about cookies here, Maximillian. Cookies!" She emphasized and I laughed more that I had to pull over.
"Hey, what the heck are you doing? Step on the gas and get on it!" She screamed again in frustration and I stopped laughing because I can't breathe anymore.
"You're mad because of that?" I asked again and she just stared at me.
"Cookies are a piece of heaven. If you think this isn't some serious business, you're making a great mistake right there, mister." She tsked and I had to inhale or else I might die of laughter.
"I'm sorry. I thought you were mad because I just invited you on the spot." I explained and she shook her head and sighed.
"I get your point why you're inviting me but please, please inform me next time so I can prepare decent food, okay?"
"It'll be a pleasure next time, baby."
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As soon as I entered with Andrea, my dad, mom, brother were gawking at us and when I looked at her, I saw her blushing her cheeks off.
My younger sister is fashionably late as usual. Her 'fashionably late' means an hour late. When she and her husband, Nikolai, arrived, Andrew, their two-year old son came strolling in with his usual charm and cunningness but when he saw Andrea, he stopped and blushed.
Andrea must have noticed and smiled at him as she bent down and ruffled his hair.
"Hello, what's your name?" Andrea asked and he cowered away but before he can do that, Andrea got a hold of him and he can't do anything about it. I smirked because Andrea got the charm in her to make anyone doubt the reason of their existence and I never saw this boy shy before, never!
"Andrew." He barely whispered and shimmied his way from Andrea.
"I've got cookies!" Andrea said and Andrew stopped in his tracks in a millisecond and everyone laughed.
"Can I eat cookies, momma?" He begged my younger sister, Martha and she nodded with a smile.
"But you have to ask permission from her first, right?" Martha said and Andrew nodded. He approached Andrea again and asked, "Can I have cookies, Anya?"
I laughed because Andrew can't pronounce her name properly. Andrea smiled and teased him.
"You can but you may not." She said and he whined.
"What is she saying, momma?" He asked and everyone was in hysterics again.
"Oh Andrea, give my little man a break." Martha shook her head as she wiped away a tear caused by excessive laughter.
Andrea rose to her feet while laughing lightly and within seconds, she got back from the kitchen and handed Andrew three cookies.
"What will you say, Andrew?" Martha scolded because the little guy immediately devoured the cookies. I feel for the boy because God knows how good Andrea bakes cookies.
"Thank you, Anya! Thank you for the cookies!" Andrew said and kissed her cheeks and she gasped in surprise but smiled afterwards.
"You're very welcome and I hope you like it!"
After divulging the food that my mother cooked, everyone was lounging in the living room watching a football game but Andrea and Andrew were playing in a corner with his toy cars and I can't help but think and claim that Andrea is really good with kids and my screwed up mind eventually lead to me thinking having kids with Andrea.
Yep, kids.
Like a football team. With substitutes, coaches and all that.
Dang, I'm so whipped and I can't believe it.
"Wanting kids now, huh?" My dad said behind me and I shook my head but he just laughed it off.
"Son, I know that look so don't lie. Why not take your relationship with her to another level?" He suggested.
"I'm already asking her out, dad. I mean, we've been to one proper date but we're really close now to the point that I feel like I've known her ever since my diaper days." I said and smiled.
"About damn time!" Lucas shouted and cheered.
"Dad, shut it." I chuckled and hushed him because now, Andrea is looking at me with those if-you-don't-shut-up-i'll-kill-you kind of look because Andrew fell asleep on her lap but woke up because my father cannot contain his emotions in check.
Andrea picked up the now-very cranky little boy and swayed him to sleep and started singing lullabies to him. Martha saw this and immediately tried to get Andrew but Andrea didn't move a single bit.
"Let me, please. I love kids and it's been a while ever since I had babysitted and I miss it a tad bit." Andrea whispered with a slight blush and Martha hesitantly nodded her head.
The scene in front of me stirred feelings that I never felt before and that's because I can see and feel the passion of Andrea, not only as a caring woman but also as a loving mother.
Wait, what the hell am I thinking?
I internally slapped myself and shook the thoughts away but it won't budge. The moment the little guy was snoring lightly in her arms, she giggled and kissed the boy's forehead as she whispered, "Good night, Andrew.", I knew what I wanted.
I wanted to share a family with her.
And in order to do that, I would marry her first.
Jesus, my thoughts are running away! I would be the luckiest son of a gun ever to grace this planet if I ever get the chance to marry Andrea Vinson.
I knew my instincts never failed me and when Andrea stepped into my office and my guts told me something, I didn't believe it but now, I do.
My instincts tells me that the woman named Andrea Ellis Vinson will be the one and only love of my life.
And I can say that is 100% true.
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A/N: happy birthday to me!! heheh omg guys y'all just gave me the best birthday gift ever awwww
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I'll be updating sometime 12/12-12/14 so hold on to your seats! ;)
but hold up sons
My country, Philippines, is enduring another wrath of a really strong typhoon and the provinces that were damaged last year by Typhoon Yolanda (Haiyan) will be hit again and they haven't fully recovered from that calamity and they will be hit with a new one. Aside from votes and comments, I would like to ask a simple request from you as my dear readers for my birthday this year. Please, please, please pray for my country to survive yet another natural disaster.
A simple help counts! Even if you won't donate goods or money or offer humanitarian aid, you can and will help if you offer at least one prayer. :)
Again, thank you so much for everything!
You guys don't know how happy y'all make me. :)
Lots of love,
Kat xo