Jill Malik P.O.V
“Did you already come up with a name for my eyeshadow palette?” Ximena asked as I took a seat across her in her office. She looked like she didn’t had a good night sleep in days.
I shook my head as I took a sip of my coffee. It was dark, bitter, and hot. It totally matches my soul. “I’m stuck between Wildest Dream and Dangerous love.”
“Those are actually really good. I like Wildest dream.”
“You do? I like that one too.” I said relieved. I was actually happy that she like the name, because I was running out of time, patience, and names. “How’s wedding planning going.”
She sighed, as she propped her elbows on the table and rested her head on her hand. “It’s going great, there’s just so much to do in such a short time.”
“I bet there is. The engagement party two weeks ago was so well planned, I don’t think Blake will disappoint you on your wedding day.”
She nodded, but I could see emptiness in her eyes. “Yeah, he comes home late every night. I barely see him.”
So that’s why she’s so flabby. I completely understand why Blake don’t want her to worry about the wedding and stuff, but I think that he should also hire someone who could do most of the work instead of him doing it by himself. He had a million dollar company to run and a million dollar wedding to plan, no wonder he comes home late.
“You moved in with him?” I asked surprised. Last time I checked she was still living with her parents.
“Yes, since the engagement party.”
I haven’t had a decent conversation with Ximena since the engagement party. After the engagement party she went to Brazil to seal the deal with her brazilian investors. She stayed there for a couple of days, because she also wanted to attend a fashion show in Rio de Janeiro. After that she went straight to Dubai, because Blake cousin got married. When she came back I was constantly in meetings with the HR and PR manager discussing the launch of the makeup line, the place where it will be held, and the exact date of the launch. Today was the first time in weeks since we finally had lunch together.
“So when are you planning to go to Barcelona?” Ximena asked dipping her fries in ketchup.
“I was thinking about this weekend. I will book my tickets to–”
Ximena held her index finger up signaling me to stop. She looked at the main door and cursed inwardly.
“Flynn, I know you’re there.” she yelled, staring daggers at the door. I heard a soft chuckle and the door flew open revealing a grinning Flynn.
“How did you know sis? Hey Jill.” he said, smiling at me. I noticed that he had a small dimple on his right cheek when he smiled. A knot formed in my stomach, because that reminded me of someone. Six years ago. He had a dimple too, on the exact same spot as Flynn. I remembered the kisses I gave that poor dimple, because it was just so damn attractive. What if Flynn–? No, it can’t be. I shook my head, trying to get that ridiculously idea out of my head. If it was Flynn, I’m pretty sure he would make fun of me the very first time he met me.
Ximena rolled her eyes at the question of her brother. “I can smell your presence from a mile away.”
“Now you’re exaggerating.” he said, a small chuckle escaping from his throat. “Anyway, I heard you were talking about going to Barcelona this weekend?”
“So you were eavesdropping too?” I asked raising an eyebrow. “Because that’s just rude.”
He laughed and shook his head. “Do you think I have time to eavesdrop two dramaqueens? You guys were talking really loud.”
“We are not drama queens!” Ximena exclaimed offended, “and I’m not the one going to Barcelona. Jill is.”
“Oh.” Flynn said surprised, his eyes landing on me again. “You can fly with me.”
“Excuse me?” I was confused what he meant by that.
“Well…” he explained, when he saw the confused expression on my face, “I need to meet a business associate in Barcelona this weekend, so I was thinking maybe you can fly with me.”
“That’s a great idea!” Ximena exclaimed, too happy for my liking. “You can save money on a ticket.”
I shook my head. “No, I don’t think it’s a good idea.”
“What do you mean not a good idea?” Ximena asked bewildered. “This is the best idea hun, you don’t have to spend money on a ticket and you’ll also have my annoying brother with you.”
“Hey, I’m not annoying, little brat.” Flynn huffed. Ximena turned her head towards him and glared.
“Did you just call me brat?” She put her hands on her waist and shot him a deadly glare.
“Oh I did.” he answered sassily. I tried to hold back my laugh. Flynn and sass is so cute.
“Don’t sass me, you d**khead.”
“This d**khead is your beloved brother.”
“Beloved brother my ass.”
“Okay guys, siblings fight is for home. You can go all WWE on each other for all I care.” I interrupted their oh-so-wonderful conversation. I was not feeling to listen to their endless insults towards each other.
Ximena laughed. “Oh remember Flynn, when I pushed you down the stairs when you were six. Hilarious!”
“My leg was in a cast for a month, what was so hilarious about that?”
“Okay guys. Seriously stop it” I said in a huff. “Anyway, we were talking about Barcelona and my answer is still no.”
“Come on.” Ximena pouted. “Think about how much money you can save.”
“I don’t want to be a burden to anyone.”
“I don’t want to be a burden to anyone.”
“Who says you’re a burden? I offered you, it’s not the other way around.” Flynn said reluctantly.
“But still.” I protested.
“Oh please, stop overthinking Jill.” Ximena said, pushing a strand of hair away from her face.
I let out a frustrated groan as I was silently thinking if this was a good idea. Even though if it wasn’t there was no way I could talk this idea out of their heads.
“Fine, so Friday morning?”
Flynn’s face lit up and he nodded. “Yeah, I’ll send a driver for you.”
“I can drive myself Vasilios.”
He chuckled. “I know you can, but where do you want to leave your car?”
I haven’t thought of that. “Okay, send me a driver then. What time?”
“Ten in the morning.”
“That’s settled then, so big brother why are you here again?” Ximena asked with her hands on her hips.
“I just wanted to hand you this.” He gave her a stack of papers. “Go through them, you might find it interesting.”
Ximena nodded as she eyed the huge stack of paper Flynn shoved in her face. “And why couldn’t you send someone to deliver these to me?”
“I just came from a meeting and happen to passed your workplace, so why not stop and pay my little sister a visit on my way back.” He said, giving her a cheesy grin.
She shook her head like she didn’t want to believe him. “Excuses, excuses.”
“Hey, you have to admit those are valid excuses. Anyway, I need to go now. I will see you friday Jill.” He gave me a wink and excited the office.
“So…” Ximena said when Flynn closed the door behind him, I’m pretty sure she saw the wink.
“What’s going on between you and my brother?”