Will I Ever Be loved?

Cold Green Eyes

Chapter 30

Waking up to the smell of Mike was more than enough for me to just snuggle up in his scent and drift back off to sleep but I knew I had to get up. We were going to see his mother Jane today and I was going to present her with my gift to her today too. I was excited to see her expression of my painting for her. Although what really had me jumping around excitedly like a maniac was that she had called Mike last night to ask me if I could draw her.

I know this meant that I could not screw up what so ever but come on its Jane. Her opinion means the world to me right now because I know that Mike and she are close. I guess I just want her to like me and approve of me because I myself know that I could be with Mike and have her hate me. Yes, I know I know how she could possibly hate me after all those tomes that two of us were together and bonded. But I just need reassurance again especially after I practically told her off at the coffee shop when Mike and I were not together. To be honest I have not talked to her since and this was my time to redeem myself to her once again.

Dragging myself out of Mike’s cozy bed I headed into his shower to wake up a little seeing as I was still half asleep. Once I was out of the shower I had brushed my teeth and hurried up to change into my undergarments to find my outfit for the day. Finding a pair of dark blue jeans and a light yellow blouse I put them on running out the door with my boots in hand and coat.

When I walked into the kitchen I did not find Mike but I did find his butler George making ham and cheese croissants. “Morning George,” I said with a smile while trying to put on my boots without falling on my face.  He turned to look at me and answered “Morning Madam would you like some breakfast?”

I couldn’t help but shake my head when he said ‘madam.’ I knew it was out of respect but I never did like being treated that way because my motto was we are all the same no matter how many zeros our checks hold. “Yes please and please call me Sam,” I said pleadingly while sitting at the counter.  Before I knew it he had already placed a plate with two croissants in front of me and a big glass of orange juice. “Of course Sam,” he replied continuing his work.

Smiling at him I couldn’t help but dig into my breakfast that just smelled heavenly. Who would have thought that my week was just getting better and better. Well it was Saturday now but you get my point. As I was about to finish my breakfast Mike walked in with a big smile. “Morning Beautiful,” he said cheerily as he enveloped me in a hug and placed a kiss on my cheek. “Will you be ready to leave in about two hours?”

“Yes I am but before we go to your mom’s I need to stop by the store and pick up a few things. I wanted to go right now before we leave.” I said as I drank the last of my orange juice.

“That’s fine but don’t you have everything in your studio?” he asked curiously. I nodded at him and shook my head before answering “Yes I do but I need pick up my new paint brushes that I ordered awhile back and besides maybe I can find that color I want for your mom’s rose to be just perfect.” I said with a smile.

“Okay that’s fine, we will go right now if you want?”

“No that’s fine I will go. I won’t take that long I promise but I do need your help.” Mike nodded at me while taking my empty dishes for me to the sink. Getting off my stool I thanked George and Mike. Walking to the front door to my car to take out the heavy box of paintings I had collected from school. Since I now had a studio why not put up my best work for him to see and besides that way I could think of what to do with the rest. I am not going to lie and say that I was never attached to any one of my paintings but if I wanted to join this type of field for a career I had too.

Unlocking my car and trunk I started fixing the few canvases that had fallen out of the two boxes I had. Mike did not hesitate to come out and help me take the last box. Taking the first box I fixed I headed to the house but stopped to turn around and listen to what Mike was asking me. “Hey so what exactly are you doing with these and what do I do with these yellow envelopes?”