Dove
"Dove, Mr Billie wants to see you," Rodney knocked on the door of my hotel suite, dare I say it I had my very own suite!
I would have been enjoying the luxury but I was currently on the couch with an orthodonist looking into my mouth. In my chaotic schedule I had completely forgotten my appointment back in Miami and due to the fact Sa-rang wanted my braces to fit my look for tonight she made it possible for him to come and make sure everything was alright as well as change the bands from black to gold.
"He needs ten minutes," Dr Jeremy said to Rodney who needed and communicated that to Mr Billie's assistant Ellen.
Fifteen minutes later I walked into the exclusive restaurant space. My steps completely faltering when I saw not only Mr Billie but Bucky seated right next to him. I glared at Rodney who stood behind me, he gave me a sheepish shrug and a smile knowing fully well that I would have found every excuse in the book not to come immediately.
