InAllRetrospect wrote:
Carmen was ready to speak and to agree with his offer but instead he pulled on her hand and she ran along with him. It looked like a cupboard and she was confused, why were they hiding in a cupboard? But then once they got it, she realised it was an elevator and the sound of his mother's voice disappeared as the doors closed. She looked at Charles, a smile forming on her face, "Definitely," she agreed but she didn't want to go home just yet. It was still early in the evening and she felt like she'd spent little to no time getting to know Charles since most of the time had been spent at dinner. "I want to see your penthouse," she said boldly the smile still on her lips. But then she realised how forward that sounded and she backtracked a little, "I mean, if that's alright with you. I'd just like to see where we'd be living and if my housewife skills will be able to handle the cleaning of the place," she said in a teasing tone, his mothers words coming back to haunt her. The lift doors opened slowly and she stepped out in the garage and her mouth literally dropped. There had to be at least 10 different cars here and each one more expensive than the other. It made her car look like a heap of shit .. even though it basically was. But she'd bought it with her own money and she was determined to ride it out until it's last breath. "Which one is yours?" she asked him, her finger gliding along the bonnet of a porsche as they walked past the cars. The amount of wealth his family had just continuously blew her away.
Alexander listened to her answer and he smiled as they made eye contact, lifting his glass to her slightly from the opposite end of the table. So far so good, his mother was asking easy and light questions and he hoped that meant it would stay that way so they could have an enjoyable dinner. His mother nodded her head as she spoke, "And how long will the course take?" she asked her, lifting the glass of champagne to her lips as she took a sip. But before Ayah could answer she spoke again, "I was just thinking along the timeline because obviously if you want to be married by Summer, naturally children would come soon after," she said, her eyes on Ayah the whole time to test what her reaction would be. "Do you think you would be able to handle being a lawyer along with taking care of a family?" she asked. Alexander felt his jaw clench a little as he lifted the glass of scotch to his lips, taking a sip from his again. He was going to need a lot more of this if the night continued like this. Everything was being forced on them. The ring, the idea of children. They weren't even married yet and here his mother was asking if Ayah would be able to handle everything. He was proud that she had a path she wanted to follow in life and he knew that when the time was right, they would be able to handle children. "Mother, I think that is a little inappropriate to ask. Ayah and I will decide if and when we want to have children, it has nothing to do with you," he told her sharply, motioning to the waiter to get him another glass.
Carmen was ready to speak and to agree with his offer but instead he pulled on her hand and she ran along with him. It looked like a cupboard and she was confused, why were they hiding in a cupboard? But then once they got it, she realised it was an elevator and the sound of his mother's voice disappeared as the doors closed. She looked at Charles, a smile forming on her face, "Definitely," she agreed but she didn't want to go home just yet. It was still early in the evening and she felt like she'd spent little to no time getting to know Charles since most of the time had been spent at dinner. "I want to see your penthouse," she said boldly the smile still on her lips. But then she realised how forward that sounded and she backtracked a little, "I mean, if that's alright with you. I'd just like to see where we'd be living and if my housewife skills will be able to handle the cleaning of the place," she said in a teasing tone, his mothers words coming back to haunt her. The lift doors opened slowly and she stepped out in the garage and her mouth literally dropped. There had to be at least 10 different cars here and each one more expensive than the other. It made her car look like a heap of shit .. even though it basically was. But she'd bought it with her own money and she was determined to ride it out until it's last breath. "Which one is yours?" she asked him, her finger gliding along the bonnet of a porsche as they walked past the cars. The amount of wealth his family had just continuously blew her away.
Alexander listened to her answer and he smiled as they made eye contact, lifting his glass to her slightly from the opposite end of the table. So far so good, his mother was asking easy and light questions and he hoped that meant it would stay that way so they could have an enjoyable dinner. His mother nodded her head as she spoke, "And how long will the course take?" she asked her, lifting the glass of champagne to her lips as she took a sip. But before Ayah could answer she spoke again, "I was just thinking along the timeline because obviously if you want to be married by Summer, naturally children would come soon after," she said, her eyes on Ayah the whole time to test what her reaction would be. "Do you think you would be able to handle being a lawyer along with taking care of a family?" she asked. Alexander felt his jaw clench a little as he lifted the glass of scotch to his lips, taking a sip from his again. He was going to need a lot more of this if the night continued like this. Everything was being forced on them. The ring, the idea of children. They weren't even married yet and here his mother was asking if Ayah would be able to handle everything. He was proud that she had a path she wanted to follow in life and he knew that when the time was right, they would be able to handle children. "Mother, I think that is a little inappropriate to ask. Ayah and I will decide if and when we want to have children, it has nothing to do with you," he told her sharply, motioning to the waiter to get him another glass.



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