……...Gerald Larry Kensington……….
I was nervous to hear the condition she called most pressing. I knew she was tense. But when she uttered the most pressing condition, I burst into laughter. I thought it was a serious condition that she had to be nervous about. She furrowed her eyebrows, demanding the reason for my laughter.
"I am sorry for that, you seemed tense for nothing and yes, your sister can live with us," I blurted out, checking through the menu.
"Really! Thank you. When should we be at your mansion?"
"Umm… I will be leaving by 11 am tomorrow. So, I prefer you come by 9 am."
"Ok, I will contact my sis and discuss it with her."
I replied with a nod, she looked stunning today. I stared at her intensely, and she cleared her throat to get my attention. I knew she did that because she was uncomfortable with how I looked at her. The waitress asked for our orders.
"I want an Iced Americano and coffee for her," I said to the waitress, my gaze still fixated on Tiffany. She excused herself to the restroom. I drank my Iced Americano and waited patiently for her. She came to where I was seated. She urged us to leave, as she wanted to get prepared for tomorrow.