CHAPTER TEN
As the 7 AM alarm went off, Tala's hand reached for the phone on the coffee table. He'd slept on the couch for the night. Yawning, he sat up as he heard utensils and pots from down the hall, "Emma?"
As expected, she poked her head out of the kitchen, "Hi! Good morning! Did you sleep well, Tala?"
"Smells so good in here," She moved out of the way as he entered the kitchen and stretched, "What are you making?"
"Bacon and eggs!"
Tala looked over his shoulder quizzically – he hadn't expected something so plain for breakfast. Her 'plain' breakfast had exceeded his expectations, however, when he returned from the washroom. Wolborg moved past him with a piece of bacon dangling out of his mouth while Emma gestured a hand to the empty chair. He took a seat, the set of bacon and eggs unlike any bacon and eggs he had ever seen before. The eggs had been baked in a ramekin and set on the plate next to two perfectly looking bacon strips sprinkled with black pepper. He ended up finding the hidden cheese, tomatoes, and even more bacon as he dipped his fork into the eggs. The eggs were slightly thicker in texture, indicating the addition of milk or cream.
Her definition of bacon and eggs were entirely different from the traditional definition. It was absolutely heavenly.
"You're not required to cook for me, you know,"
"You don't like it?"
The Russian reached for his orange juice while giving her a lame look; what was she, crazy? It was the best, "What I mean is, you don't have to feel obligated to feed me. I already have a personal cook," Who, he remembered, had been rather pissed off by Emma's 'hostile' takeover.
"But I like cooking,"
He supposed that was true. She quite enjoyed getting creative in the kitchen despite the new wave of feminists bidding women to ditch it.
"And I like to cook for you,"
Tala raised a brow just in time to catch her bashful reaction to the confession. She twisted one foot around on the ground while both her hands remained behind her back. He picked up the slight coral in her cheeks even though she looked downward, her dark hair failing to hide a timid smile. He hoped she wasn't developing a crush on him or anything; he was known to garner that kind of effect out of women. After all, regardless of the fact that she was an attractive female specimen, he was much too old for her.
Breakfast soon came to an end. It was followed by his routine gym sesh and then training with Wolborg. He'd spent a little longer in the dish than usual to make up for the missed training due to his 'vacation' to the Amazon. A bead of sweat was swiped away from his forehead, though his body appeared confused as it shivered from his bit beast's cold features. The training room in his basement was covered in snow, strewn in icicles, and he could see his breath, a truly bizarre contrast to Miami's hot and humid climate.
It was hours after lunchtime when he emerged from the basement, taking off his sweaty tee and tossing it on the couch for one of his staff to take care of while he headed to his massive backyard. He stood and absentmindedly watched a few workers water the plants.
"Hello!"
Tala grimaced, his moment of peace and silence cut short by Emma.
"How was training? By the way, have you thought about your wishes yet?"
He began strolling, the brunette following, "Not yet,"
"What about a boat? I can give you a boat. Make a wish! I'll make it happen,"
The redhead was unimpressed, his frown depicting such, "I already have a boat,"
"If you wish for another boat, then you'll have two boats!"
"What will I do with two boats?"
"Anything you want,"
"You're an idiot. But if it's not too much to ask for, I wouldn't mind a cold be –" Tala paused as a chilled can of beer floated before him, the can dripping from condensation. He reached for it and cracked it open, glancing down at the smiling fairy, "Looks like someone's been practicing."
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The weekend finally rolled by, Kai, Ian, and Bryan partaking in Spencer and Tala's usual outing which consisted of some bar downtown. The guys' night out was short lived, however, crashed by Hilary and Mariah who had finished shopping and hanging out on their own. The brunette ordered a drink for herself while the pinkette kept stealing swigs of Bryan's beer.
"Isn't your mom coming into town?" Ian enquired, earning looks of distaste from the girls.
"Is she really?" Hilary raised a brow, "When?"
Mariah gagged, "I don't even wanna know," She then patted the redhead on the back, "No offence, Tala,"
"None taken,"
"She's so racist,"
Hilary rolled her eyes as if to agree with Mariah, "Every time she sees Kai, she tries to get him to 'reconsider' his 'choices' and find a Russian wife,"
Spencer nodded, looking over at the captain, "It's true. You better get little Halle Berry outta the house before your mom freaks out on her. Seems like a sweet girl, you know, all Christian and shit. Probably reads the Bible before bed every night," He laughed out loud in amusement, "Real nice looking, too. Ass like a black girl, eyes like a white girl, and this ity bity waist," He nodded with a smirk, reiterating the statement, "Real nice, man,"
Ian looked repulsed, "Dude, she's 18," Then he emphasized the fact at hand, "Fresh out of high school,"
The big blonde shrugged, "So what? The bitch is legal,"
"Her name is Emma,"
Spencer chuckled, returning his gaze to Tala, "Why so defensive? You hitting it or something?"
"Wouldn't be surprised..." Hilary whispered, only to grin and run over to her hubby when then the redhead glared at her.
"Stop obsessing over my housekeeper,"
"Hear that?" Bryan joined the ridicule, "My housekeeper,"
"Really?" Tala gave his teammate a lame look, Semantics?"
"Well why'd you hire someone so young?" Mariah asked, "Everyone else that works for you is like 50,"
"She asked for the job. She's starting college soon, she needs the money,"
"So you're telling me," Mariah began with a smirk whilst sitting atop Bryan, "that she just knocked on your door and asked to work for you?"
"That is exactly what transpired,"
The pinkette reached over the small table and touched Hilary's hand as if to say 'get a load of this bull!' before both girls died in a fit in laughter. Tala shook his head, finishing the remainder of his drink. By two in the morning, he arrived home. He was surprised, however, when he opened the door only to be greeted.
"Hi Tala!"
He kicked off his shoes, "Shouldn't you be asleep yet?"
"Wolborg and I stayed up for you!"
He trekked upstairs, "That's not necessary,"
"Oh. Did you have fun? What's Miami like? Are there a lot of casinos?"
"Not as many as where you're from,"
"It rains a lot over here, you know,"
"I know. I live here,"
"It hardly rains in Vegas!"
Tala briefly glanced over at her. The irony of where she was from and how she was as a person was so strange for him. Suddenly he frowned as he caught her on his bed again, "You want to sleep in my room again?"
"I always sleep here!"
"Fine," He grabbed his pillows, "I'll be downstairs watching Netflix,"
"Oh! Oh!" Emma leapt off the bed, a pillow in her hand, Wolborg following as well with a pillow in his mouth, "Me too!"
"No," Tala shoved the fairy back into his room, "You stay up here and I'll stay downstairs – understand?"
"But I want to watch movies too,"
The redhead flicked the television in his room on and clicked on the Netflix option, the feature also accessible from up here, "Knock yourself out. Goodnight."
MINUS THE FAIRY ASPECT...this story is inspired by true events. I mentioned when I first began uploading this story that it won't be as 'deep' as Exiled, but I take that back. While Exiled gives you a bit of every kind of dilemma (family, friendship, relationship, school, etc), 3 Wishes will focus heavily on relationships and is the story that I will be able to relate with the most. That being said, while Emma is a fictional character and her personality is rather out there (for the purpose of entertainment), she does and will embody traits that (I think) most women have/are experienced/experiencing. Certain dialogues and events are taken straight out of real life (and therefore some things may be offensive to some people so if you're overly sensitive, do not read this story). I am hoping you guys can relate!
True Story #1. In chapter 9 when Tala tries to get Emma to shut up from telling his friends about their trip to the Amazon and she stupidly says "that tickles" is actually based off of my grandparents! It is a well known story within our family. Apparently my grandparents, when younger, were discussing something with their friends and my grandfather was giving more detail than necessary. So my grandmother discreetly pinched him and my grandfather very loudly goes, "Why are you pinching me for while I'm talking?" LOL. I crack up every time my mom retells the story.
Let me know if you want more 'True Story's' in later chapters.
Thank you to:
Tryptamine – I spoil you because your reviews spoil me! I have so much fun reading them! Emma is so cute! HAHA! Btw, I read your review to Dirty Little Secret – that guy sounds like a moron. A real psychopath! Are you two in contact? And were your parents angry when you broke up with him? Also I read your thing about the sex part! So true! And that is why when I read lemons off here and they describe the guy to have a 12 inch dick (NO EXAGGERATION!), I'm like WHAT?! WHERE?! THAT EXISTS?! Did the girl end up with internal bleeding?! Where can I find myself one LOL! And then they constantly orgasm and in missionary too and I'm like wtf? And the guys are ready for round 2 immediately after round 1. Is this for real? Like this never happens to my friends and I! Haha!
Senie
PREACH – The lame part is sometimes I crack myself up writing my own story LOL. I'm such a strange idiot. What kind of court case are they dealing with – does it have something to do with land/property? And I have yet to try a cabbage roll! The concept is a bit strange to me (I mean, rolling something up in a leaf and frying it?) but I would love to try it.
Miley Agrawal – Haha thank you! She is a child at heart :P Hope you enjoyed this chapter! Happy friendship day to you as well!