Finally an update for all you loyal readers. I swear, this has been the hardest story to write. But hopefully it will easier once I get The Truth finished, then my main focus will be this story. Hope you like the chapter and thanks for all of the reviews.
Chapter Twenty-One: Alex's P.O.V.
The next morning, I awoke to Jayda shaking my shoulder slightly.
"What's up, sweetie?" I yawned.
"I'm hungwy," she replied, quietly.
"Okay," I said and looked at the clock 7:30. I climbed out of bed, careful not to wake Randy. I threw on a pair of jeans and a tank top before putting Jayda into one of the dresses she had.
After I finished tying Jayda's shoes, we walked down the hallway and into the elevator. "So, what do you want for breakfast?" I asked her.
"Pancakes!" she answered, excitedly.
I couldn't help but laugh at her enthusiasm as the elevator doors opened and we walked to the small café in the hotel and sat down.
I ordered our food and then gave Jayda her crayons and coloring book. As I was about to take a sip of my coffee, I felt a large hand on my shoulder. I looked up to see Dave smiling down at me.
"Good morning," I greeted him with a smile.
"Same to you. Do you mind if I sit with you?"
"Not at all," I replied as he did so.
"How ya doin', kiddo?" he asked Jayda after sitting next to her.
"Good," she said, not taking her eyes off of the coloring book.
"So, Alex, how are you this morning?"
"Tired to say the least. The mixture between the jet lag and getting woke up at the crack of dawn isn't a good one."
"You'll get used to it," he grinned. "I see you didn't drag young Randall down here."
"He doesn't seem like an early riser. But he's going to have to learn sometime, I'm not going to be here forever."
"Really? When are you leaving?"
"In about three weeks. I have a job I need to get back to. After that, he's on his own as far as I'm concerned."
"Well, I hope by then he's learned to take care of her. If not, I'll make sure he does," Dave joked.
"He's lucky to have friends like you, but don't go easy on him. He needs a reality check. There's not always going to be someone there to take care of things for him."
He nodded in agreement. "I think his reality check is sitting right in front of me."
I was somewhat shocked by his comment and decided to stay silent rather than come up with a comment.
"Well, enough about Randy," he said, breaking the silence. "Tell me more about you. What's this job you have to get back to?"
"I work at a health clinic and mainly take care of the cases where they women need to find out who the father of their baby, or sometimes babies, is. Nothing spectacular. Nothing like what you guys do. You have to be really dedicated to do what you do."
"Dedicated…or stupid," he said, causing me to laugh. "Maybe both. But if you weren't stupid coming into the business, you will be when you leave with all those chair shots we get."
"My job definitely causes fewer concussions than yours."
Our food came shortly after and Dave and I continued to talk after we had finished eating. When I finally looked at my watch it was already 9:30. "Wow, I guess we'd better get going. We got some shopping to do," I told Dave and picked Jayda up out of her seat and set her on the floor, before starting to head back up to the hotel room.
"You know, I could tell Randy that you're going shopping so you don't have to go back up there," Dave offered.
"Thanks for the offer, but I think that I should go tell Randy myself, considering he's coming with us," I smiled and continued walking away, but not before hearing Dave mutter "This girl is going to be more than a reality check for you, Randall. I hope you're prepared."