Four Week Fiance 2(50)

“I need liquid courage tonight.” Sally grinned. “I’ll have a vodka-Sprite.”

“I think I’ll have the same.” I laughed and put the bottle of wine down. “So yeah, I’m not really sure how it’s going.”

“Four weeks is going to be up soon, though.” Sally looked thoughtful. “I’m guessing that this arrangement is going to last longer, then?”

“We haven’t really discussed it.” I shrugged, but I knew that I was hopeful inside. I was hopeful that it would last forever. Well, not the engagement. I was hoping the engagement would last long enough to become real and then we’d get married.

“I guess nothing’s happening yet?” she said uncertainly. “What about work? Are your parents doing better?”

“I don’t think so.” I sighed. “And I know they don’t want to tell Nonno and worry him.”

“Are you going to tell him?”

“I don’t think so.” I shook my head. “That’s up to my parents.”

“Yeah, I guess so. But aren’t you majority owner?”

“I don’t really like bringing that up.” I bit down on my lower lip. “And it’s not like it means much until I’m thirty anyways. That’s when the shares vest.”

“That just means that’s when you can access the money. You still have all the rights as majority shareholder, Mila.” Sally pursed her lips. “Maybe you should ask TJ if he can give you some advice and help.”

“I don’t want to do that.” I shook my head. “It seems like it would be overstepping.”

“That’s not overstepping.” She sighed. “Maybe he can help.”

“Yeah, maybe.”

“Any word on Barbie?” she asked casually and I shook my head.

“I have no care to ever hear her name again.” I made a face and handed Sally her drink before downing mine. “No care at all.”

“Yeah.” She laughed and downed her drink as well.

Ding dong.

“I guess Cody’s here,” I said as I put my drink down and walked towards the front door. “You going to be okay?”

“I’ll be fine,” Sally said as she took a deep breath. “God, I hope I don’t make a fool of myself.”

“You won’t.” I grinned at her. “I’ll make sure you don’t.” I winked at her and then continued on my way and opened the door. “Hey, bro,” I said and gave him a hug.

“Hey, you.” He kissed me on the cheek and surveyed my face. “You look happy.”

“I am happy.” I nodded and then noticed that there were two guys standing next to him. “Hi, I’m Mila,” I said as I stepped away from him.

“Oh, yeah, this is Brody and this is James,” Cody said as he nodded to his two handsome friends. “I hope you don’t mind that I invited them.”

“It’s no problem.” I smiled at him, but inside I was shouting. I hoped I had made enough food.

“Great,” he said and grinned at me. I saw his eyes searching inside the apartment and then he stopped when he saw Sally. “Hey, Sally, I was wondering if you were going to be here.”

“She’s my best friend, of course she was going to be here,” I said, answering for her. “Are there going to be any other surprise guests tonight?” I gave Cody a look and he looked confused.

“Like who?”

“Barbie?” I hissed.

“Oh, she’s got a boyfriend.” He shrugged. “I guess she’s dating some rich, older dude.”

“What?” I frowned. “Already?”

“I don’t know the story, but she had my watch and I wanted it back and, well, she said her ‘rich, older boyfriend’ wouldn’t appreciate me coming over to get it.”

“Okay.” I shook my head but didn’t continue the conversation. I didn’t want Sally to hear us talking about Barbie and be reminded of his dalliance.

“Hi, guys.” Sally did a sexy strut towards the four of us and I could see that all of the guys’ attention was on her and her long legs in the heels she was wearing.

“Hi, I’m Brody.” The tall, stocky blond guy stood forward and shook her hand.

“Hi, Brody.” Sally gave him a dazzling smile. “Nice to meet you.”

“You too, my dear, you too.” He was grinning at her and continued to stand close to her.

“And this is James.” Cody looked at Brody with an annoyed expression on his face.

“Nice to meet you, James.” Sally smiled at him as well and he gave her a soft smile before turning to me.

“Hi, I’m James,” he said, his big blue eyes sparkling as he gazed at me.

“Mila. Cody’s sister, if you didn’t figure that out yet.”

“You’re much prettier than him,” he said, and I laughed.

“That’s good to hear. Thank you.” I blushed as he continued to smile at me.

“You’re very welcome,” he said as he ran his hand through his short, wavy brown hair. “Thanks for having us.”

“You’re very welcome,” I said.

“He’s very welcome for what?” TJ’s voice came booming into the room.