Janet has never called or passed by ever since Bryce told her he is seeing someone, he never meant to lie to her but it seemed like the only way to get her off his back. Ms Monroe is relieved to learn her son no longer has anything to do with the likes of Janet. During the long awaited weekend Bryce takes his mother shopping, although Ms Monroe already has enough clothes in her closet in her mind she can never have enough clothes.
Fashion trends change every time and she likes to stay up to date and she has quite an expensive taste she will not buy anything that doesn’t have a famous designer label. Handbags, jewellery, scarves and so on are added to the shopping cart. The sales ladies keep glancing at Bryce with wishful eyes, they have observed that he has money to spend and they think its adorable and sweet how he has time to spoil his mom by personally taking her shopping such a man is a keeper who would definitely treat his woman like a queen.
“You can stop leering at him ladies, my son is taken,” Ms Monroe dares to say and the poor ladies flush red with embarrassment. “Mother!” Bryce shakes his head in disapproval. “I’m sorry ladies
please forgive my mother, she can be a little delusive- sometimes.” Soon after paying their bill, they sit down for lunch at a nearby restaurant.
“Mother, why did you tell those ladies that I’m taken when I’m not? I thought you wanted me to start dating.” Bryce questions his mother as he leans back against his chair and folds his hands against his chest while eyeing his mother waiting for a good response.
“Of course I want you to date someone but that doesn’t mean just anybody, I don’t want gold diggers or cheap sluts for a daughter in law. I really don’t want to die of high blood pressure as young as I am and I know you don’t want that for your mother,” Monroe sips her juice feeling proud of her response. Bryce decides it’s best to drop the subject as he figures continuing with it will only be a waste of time.
Ms Monroe stays only for a few days and heads back to her house during the weekend, saying goodbye is always hard for the two of them, there is always a hole that remains behind after they part and the wonderful time they share when they are together makes it even harder to say goodbyes.
***
Bryce is exhausted and tired of sitting down all day in his office, he decides to stretch his legs he exits the building and visits the nearest store to buy himself a drink. On his way back to his office he notices a young lady speaking to Dina and it’s her uniquely beautiful physique that catches his attention. She is dressed in blue jeans, a baby pink t shirt and a pink cap. Her tight jeans expose the shape of her body, she has a big round lifted butt, wide hips and a tiny waist.
Her hair is super long, thick and silky and it’s reddish-brown in colour, it’s what they call auburn hair. After observing for a minute he realizes the girl is delivering flowers to Dina, he watches as she hands Dina the delivery note to sign. It looks like she and Dina know each other judging from the way they are talking and laughing like old friends.
The young lady who looks below the age of twenty, turns and faces his direction for a brief moment and Lord have mercy, Bryce’s heart skips a beat. She looks like an angel, so innocent, cheerful and sweet. She is more than the word beautiful can describe. Bryce is overwhelmed by the urge to get close to this girl who has such a sweet beautiful voice and so was the sound of her laughter.
Before he can get to her an employee approaches and asks him to sign some documents and by the time he looks up the girl is nowhere to be seen. He looks around for a second before he runs to the elevator but he can’t find her.
“Not to worry Dina will help me find her,” he hopes as he walks over to her. “Hey Dina, I see you are still in the honeymoon phase, these flowers are beautiful.” He smirks.
“Thank you sir and yes I am really enjoying married life.” The glowing look on her face confirms what she just said. “Wow I’m happy for you. Listen I need to ask you something, the girl who just delivered these flowers, who is she?” Dina is surprised by his question, “I don’t know her,” she answers as she gets up to put away documents in the filing cabinet. Bryce doesn’t leave as she had expected he would instead he waits for her to return to her seat.
“Come on Dina how can you say you don’t know her when I saw you chatting and laughing with her?” “That’s because she is an adorable friendly girl who knows how to make people laugh. It was my first time seeing her, why are you so concerned about her?” “Because. . . I think she is the one.” Dina’s eyes widen, her eyebrows rise and a pleased smile slowly spreads across her face.
“Wow well in that case let me think, I didn’t take much note of her name tag but I think it starts with a K, maybe Kate or Kelly I’m not sure.” “That doesn’t help much, do you at least know the name of the florist company she works for?” “Ugh no I’m so sorry but you can try and Google the list of Florist shops in town and check for those whose uniform colour is pink.”
“That’s an excellent idea I will do just that, thank you Dina.”
Bryce hurries to his office and immediately starts searching for Florist shops in Alandro. He is hopeful and thrilled when he eventually clicks on a florist website with a photograph of some of its employees in the same uniform the mystery girl was wearing. The name of the shop is Rosy Floral, he quickly writes down the address and phone number.
As soon as he is free he nervously drives to the florist shop hoping to see the young lady but unfortunately she isn’t there.
He requests to see the manager even though he knows he will need a good reason to be allowed to see the manager. He takes out his work ID and tells them its business related and the secretary lets him through. To his surprise the manager referred to as Mrs. Hopkins turns out to be an old lady who is also the owner of the small shop. She gives him a kind and welcoming smile as he enters, the old lady appears friendly and approachable and this allows him to relax.
He takes the seat he is offered and they exchange greetings, “I’m looking for a young lady who delivered flowers to Junior Centre this afternoon unfortunately I didn’t get her name,” “Why? Is there a problem?” the old lady seems concerned.
“No, not at all it’s just that uh she….she left before…we gave her a tip which she really deserves so I thought to come here and give it to her personally.”
“Oh” the old lady doubtfully whispers for she isn’t buying his story one bit but he couldn’t think of anything else to say.
“Don’t you have a file of delivery notes? I’m sure she signed her name there as the deliverer,” “Yes we do but the problem is despite being a small shop we have a lot of customers. We have made more than fifty deliveries today, for me to go through those notes and check for the Junior Centre one will be a hassle for me, I’m an old lady.”
“I understand, well it doesn’t seem like you have a large number of employees perhaps I can try and describe her for you?” The old lady raises her eyebrows as she begins to wonder why it is so important for this young man to find the girl he is looking for. “Go ahead, I know all my workers very well.”
“Okay, she is about 5. 6 feet tall, long auburn hair and….” The old lady raises her hand signalling him to stop, “It’s Kiana Ray, she is the only one with auburn hair but let me just ask one of her close colleagues to confirm my guess.” She exits her office and returns after a few minutes. “I was right Kiana is the one who delivered the flowers to Junior Centre today.” She says.