Rennillia: 1 by Sembera M

Author:Sembera, M. [Sembera, M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Broken Bird Media
Published: 2015-12-03T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter 20

Hearing a knock on my door, I slowly sat up in bed.

Trying to wake up, I questioned, “Yes?”

My door slowly opened and Hert walked in. It appeared as though he was trying to be sneaky as he quietly walked to my bedside.

Crouching down next me, he whispered, “I just want to warn you, Mr. Roberts is stealing me for the day. We are going golfing with Roberts and Jackson, then out for drinks. Mrs. Roberts is taking you to some Society Tea and then shopping.” Quickly kissing my forehead, he says, “I love you. Good luck.”

As he left my room, I rolled over pulling the comforter over my head.

Deciding it was the least I could do; after all, the Roberts’ had done so much for us, I dragged myself out of bed. After my shower I found some socially appropriate attire, fixed my hair and makeup, and proceeded downstairs. Erin was at the kitchen table having coffee, while the men stood around the bar.

Mr. Roberts nudged Hert saying, “You’re a lucky man, Scott. She gets prettier every day.”

Sitting down at the table with Erin, I heard Hert respond, “Yes, she does.”

Trying to hide my smile, I looked at Erin and chirped, “Good morning.”

She smiled back at me repeating, “Good morning, dear.”

Fidora brought me breakfast as the men told us goodbye before leaving.

Erin smiled and informed, “I was going take you to our Society Tea but I think since you are getting married tomorrow we should go somewhere else.”

I was curious but didn’t want to seem rude so I replied, “Yes, ma’am.”

Still smiling, she suggested, “Why don’t you change into something less formal. We will be spending the day at a spa.”

Smiling wide, I jumped up and hurried upstairs to change. Pulling on my favorite pair of maternity jeans and a shirt, I brushed my hair out and pulled it into a pony tail. Thrilled I was going to have a relaxing day before tomorrow’s big event, I mentally thanked Hert for the good luck. Apparently, it worked.

It wasn't long before the driver arrived to take us to the spa.

On the way, Erin asked, “Why are you and Scott not sharing a room?”

Shocked at her question, I replied, “Um, we are waiting until we get married.”

Politely smiling at me, she questioned, “Isn’t it a little late for that dear?”

Taking a deep breath, I tried, “It’s never too late to do the right thing.”

She wasn’t buying it.

Still very polite, she pressed, “Now, why don’t you tell me what's really going on.”

Doing my best to be honest without being entirely truthful, I explained, “We weren’t actually together when I got pregnant. We sort of' fell in love after. So we really are trying to do things right even though it doesn’t seem like it.”

Placing her hand on mine Erin’s eyes reminded me of her son’s, soft and understanding, as she stated, “Well, dear, it is about time the two of you ended up together. The rest of us have known for years that you and Scott belonged together.

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