Broken Strings novel Chapter 45

MELISSA QUIZON

"I like this one." I said while tasting the different flavors of the cake for our wedding.

"But, Baby, I hate strawberries." Wright's sweetly say as he caressed my thigh.

"But, I want this. Please? Just give it a shot. Hmm." As I extend the spoon to his lips.

His face turned sour and he shook. I pouted and said 'please'. He sighed and ate the cake.

Reid tugged my blouse to get my attention. "Mommy, I want too."

I split the cake and put in on my saucer and feed it to Reid. I wiped the edge of his lip because there was icing on it. I turned to Wright, and saw him spitting the piece of cake in the tissue as I frowned at him.

"Sorry." Guilt is visible on his face.

I raised an eyebrow at him. "Really?"

Nervously he says "I'm sorry, okay? I don't really like strawberries. But if that what makes you happy, okay fine. I can bear the taste."

"Thanks, Baby." I said happily and kissed his left cheek. He smiled sweetly. I looked at the wedding coordinator and Exquizite's owner, Miss Ysabella Santiago, sitting in front of us. "We've decided."

"Very nice choice, Mrs. Agoncillo. The flavor you chose is one of our best seller." Said by Miss Santiago, the owner of Exquizite.

Wright held my hand as we talked to the wedding coordinator and to Miss Santiago. Reid, on the other hand, just ate cakes while playing on his PSP.

Our conversation lasted almost two hours. I noticed Reid get down from his chair and turn over to Wright's seat.

"Daddy, my PSP is low. Let's go home." Reid's sweetly said to Wright.

Reid climbed into Wright's lap and wrapped his arms around his father's neck. "Wait a minute, son."

"I'm getting bored." My son whispered before squeezing his head around Wright's neck.

"You look very beautiful in pink, Mrs. Agoncillo." he refers to my wedding gown.

I smiled at our wedding coordinator. "Thank you. And my husband, too, right?"

"What?" Wright said, shock. "I'm going to wear pink on our wedding day?"

"Isn't that wonderful?" I teased.

"No. I'm not going to wear my tuxedo if it's color pink, Baby. I'm begging you."

"That's boring. Okay, fine. Violet, then. It will be a good combination, don't you think?" I giggled when I saw his face darken. "I'm just teasing you, okay?"

"you just wait." He devilishly said.

I hem and avoided his eyes. I smiled at our wedding coordinator and continued talking to him.

When we finished choosing the flavor of the cake, choosing the color of my wedding gown and the bridesmaids we said goodbye to them.

"Reid is asleep?" I said as we walked towards where our car was.

I wiped Reid's forehead that was protruding from Wright's back because of the sweat forming there.

"Our son is really impatient." Wright said.

"Just like you."

"That's you again, e. When it's negative feedback, it's from me. But when it's positive, it's yours. Girls." He said while shaking his head in disbelief.

"Because, I'm always right."

"Yeah. You're right."