Free Web NovelChapter 207: Will You Marry Her?
The birthday party was a joyous event and Skyla thoroughly enjoyed it and spending time with Lawrence’s family. They were sitting in the living room after the party. Skyla with Iris while Lawrence with Zyair.
All of them loved the gifts Skyla and Zyair had brought for them, especially Cheryl. She was bouncing like a basketball at receiving a life-sizesld doll house.
"Thank you, thank you. Me always wanted this," she yelped in excitement. Her eyes widened in joy. Skyla and Zyair felt it was worth all the money just to see the kid smile.
"A little birdie told me that you did." Zyair winked at her and she perched herself on the sofa between him and Lawrence. Her pink lacy frock flowed all around her and she was still wearing her birthday hat.
"Cheryl!" Her mother sent her a warning look. They had begun to explain to her in the last year that Mr Zyair didn’t like being touched or someone in his close proximity so she should keep a distance. But children are children and they don’t understand these complexities.
"It’s all right. Don’t worry about it." Zyair eased Iris so she could relax. Cheryl was just a child for him, the one he adored too much and she took this opportunity to shoot him a question.
"I like her, will you be marrying her? She is so pretty." She placed her hand in front of her mouth and whispered to Zyair. Lawrence snickered beside them hearing what she had said. Zyair copied her action and whispered back in a mischievous voice, his eyes dancing in eagerness.
"She is and I intend to but let’s keep it a secret between us. I don’t want bad people to know."
Cheryl dramatically gasped, leaning back with her fingers zipping across her lips to tell him she would keep his secret safe.
Everyone burst out laughing at her action.
"Thank you, Cherry. I knew I could trust you." Zyair winked and Cheryl bobbed her head up and down in happiness. Leaning closer to Zyair, she made him dip his head again and she hushedly said.
"Just to book my place beforehand, I will be the flower girl and your ring bearer."
"Done, that spot will be yours." Zyair nodded his head with utmost seriousness.
Skyla watched their interaction with such joy in her heart. It gave her hope. He liked children and there was a possibility that he would want to have his own someday too.
"Your daughter is such a treat. I love how spirited she is," Skyla turned to Iris and confided in her.
"That she is, especially she is very passionate about the people she likes. Mr Zyair is one of them." Iris contently watched her daughter conversing so happily with the man they considered their saviour.
"Shoo, shoo, go now. Let adults talk," Lawrence grabbed the top of her birthday cap and like an annoying elder brother pulled her up from her seat, hankering her to leave.
"Ouch! Don’t you have enough time to do that in the office? It’s my birthday and my time to talk to Maziah." Cheryl placed her hands on her hips and sent a cute pouty glare Lawrence’s way as tapped her shiny shoe on the floor below.
Zyair and Skyla chuckled seeing their friendly skirmishes. Iris just sighed, revealing that this was a daily occurrence.
It was time for dinner and they all sat around the large dinner table. Zyair and Skyla enjoyed their meal with the noisy family. Even Tazo joined them.
"I have made you a copy of all the music I have compiled recently. Hear it and let me know your thoughts." Tazo passed a USB device to Zyair and picking it up he pocketed it.
"Will do. Did you test out your guitar?" Skyla had bought a guitar for Tazo.
"Yes, it’s the thing. I am going to have a blast with it. Thanks guys," he spoke but bunched his lips together quickly, feeling shy again. Zyair and Skyla only smiled back at him.
Zyair didn’t eat but he kept them company throughout the dinner as Lawrence told jokes as usual and continued keeping the conversation light and going.
Iris was a perfect hostess, she made sure to offer Skyla all food items and Skyla couldn’t help but compliment her cooking skills. Iris even packed all the food for Zyair so he could enjoy it peacefully at his home. She knew he adored home cooked meals, Lawrence occasionally took lunch boxes from home just for his boss.
After the dinner, they were ready to leave. Iris and Skyla hugged each other.
"It was so good to meet you. You are doing a tremendous job of raising your kids, they are respectful and confident," Skyla praised her, seeing how well-behaved and yet opinionated they were.
"I try, it’s very hard without their father and a lot of family members abandoned us seeing we had no money at that time. But we are in a much better place now and we have cut off such family members." Iris held Skyla’s arm.
"Good, those who don’t stand with you in time of need should be cut off." Skyla squeezed her hand in agreement and offered a smile of understanding.
Cheryl embraced Skyla too and thanked her once again for the gifts.
"Come again, please. I loved spending time with you."
"I will." Skyla patted her head as she beamed at her.
Cheryl then turned to Zyair and reminded him.
"Don’t forget your promise. I should be the first person to know about it."
Zyair gleefully smiled under the mask, his heart picked up its pace at the thought of marrying this gorgeous girl beside him. But he knew it was only a dream for now. She didn’t want to get married after that disastrous one she was just stepping out of. ƒrēewebnovel.com
"I will never and of course you will be the first one," he promptly told Cheryl and she offered him a haughty smile. Seeming very proud of herself.
Skyla could only wonder what they were talking about but she loved how open he was with Cheryl and how she trusted him.
"Thank you, Lawrence, for having us." Skyla hugged him.
"Nah! It was overdue. I wanted you to meet my family. They needed to meet the person who bakes my favourite cookies." He informed her with a chuckle, making everyone else join in.
They finally said their goodbyes and got in their car to head back home. All of them waved at them until their car disappeared around the bend.
"Did you have fun?" Zyair asked, slightly turning to face her.
"Yes, his family is lovely. Especially Cheryl. I loved how comfortable you were with her and she was with you." Skyla slipped her hand into his arm and rested her head on his sturdy shoulder.
"She is a sweetheart and I know she will grow up to be one strong lady," Zyair answered by placing his cheek on her head.
"She will," Skyla softly said before closing her eyes, letting the peace wash over her.
They arrived outside their apartment and Kail did a quick scan and consulted with the other appointed guard before they could exit the car. Everything seemed normal, so they left the car. Skyla extracted the keys from her bag inserting them in the lock she opened the door and they entered their apartment.
Kail left for the day.
Skyla placed the keys in the key holder and took off her heels before hurriedly shoving them in the shoe rack, making one tilt over the other. freewebnσvel.cѳm
Zyair followed her action but he adjusted her shoes first with a smile and then placed his in by joining them together. Skyla’s feet were tired so she just slumped on the sofa in their living room. Spreading her legs and placing them on the table.
She wiggled her toes to get the blood flowing and hoped they would relax.
Zyair took off his mask and placed it on the table. He saw her eyes fixed on her feet and wiggling her toes. He proceeded to where she was sitting, picked up her legs and sat down. Placing them in his lap.
His masterfully skilled hands tentatively held her toes, the pads of his thumbs began to massage them from front.
Seeing that, Skyla tried to pull her legs away, her eyes widening. She didn’t want him to touch her feet.
"No, Zy. What are you doing?" She yelped but he held on, not minding in the slightest. The skin of her feet was so soft.
"Let me do it, your feet will thank me later," his mouth twisted into a smug smile. Those ebony strands of his fell in front of his naughty eyes which were fixated on her feet.
"Why do you have to touch my feet?" She asked, shaking her head and he lifted his head to stare back at her in slight confusion before asking.
"Why not?"
