"Yay!!! " Tristan's cousin's kid yelled happily as she got out of Tristan's arms.
"Hey Previous. " Mark, Tristan's cousin greeted his three years old daughter as she ran into his arms.
"Hey daddy. " She smiled to her father.
"What's got you so smiley Princess? " Mark was fond of using different endearing words on his daughter.
"Uncle Tristan promised to take me to see my favourite movie. " She clapped happily, causing Tristan to smile.
That boy sexy smile!!
"Really? "
"Yes daddy. "
"Well since it's your favorite, haven't you seen it before? "
"No daddy, I haven't. "
"So it's your first time seeing it? "
"Yes daddy, it is. "
"How then do you know it's gonna be your favorite? "
"I don't know daddy. Uncle Tristan thinks it's cool so I think it's my favorite plus it's got a whole lot of Pink in it too. " Jane said, getting out of her father's arms.
"You know for a three years old, I think you speak way too much. " Mark said to his daughter as he crouched to her level.
"And I think it's cute. " Tristan said, equally crouching down to the little girl's level.
"Really? " Jane asked, her big blue eyes widened in happiness.
"Really. " Tristan assured her.
"Well Mike thinks I'm cute. "
"Who the hell is Mike? " Mark suddenly asked, turning to look at Tristan.
"I didn't meet anyone called Mike when I went to pick her up from school. " Tristan said with his hands in the air.
"Who is Mike Jane? " Mark asked his daughter who was beginning to look nervous.
"Uuhhmm... Oh look dad it's past my bedtime. Could you put me to sleep Uncle Tristan? " Jane asked cutely.
"Sure thing cute pie. " Tristan signalled his brow not to follow them as he scooped Jane's petite figure in his broad arms.
Few minutes later***
" What'd she say?" Mark asked Tristan as he walked out of Jane's room.
"Common man, chill. " Tristan was startled.
"Well, turns out Mike is one of the very popular singers. Maybe she's just crushing on him. " Tristan said as he grabbed a bottle of alcoholic beverage from the bar.
"Maybe? Wait did you say crush?!! " Mark yelled.
"Yeah you know, like girl fanning. "
"What the fuck does that even mean? And by the way Jane's only three. "
"Kids grow too fast these days. "
"Yeah tell me about it. "Mark said sarcastically, referring to Tristan's forthcoming wedding.
" I don't wanna talk about that." Tristan was suddenly frowning.
"Just like you don't wanna talk about why you suddenly show up at my house with your belongings. Isn't it? " Mark said to Tristan.
"I'm not talking to my parents; at least not now plus I don't want to go to the hotel. " Tristan said as he drank.
"Now I see where Jane got the use of 'plus' from. " Mark said, stroking his chin.
"Are you serious? We were talking about my marriage before. " Tristan protested.
"Wow! You're speaking like you really are looking forward to this marriage thingy. Wait, what's her name again? Oh yeah I remember Charming, Charming's her name. " Mark teased Tristan.
"Stop teasing me Mark. It's not funny. " Tristan said angrily.
" You know what? If I had met her first, there's no way in hell that I'd let her go away from me." Mark continued to tease.
"Stop Mark. "'
"She truly answers to her name. Doesn't she"
" Stop teasing me like that!!" Tristan yelled at his cousin as he banged the table hardly.
"Stop yelling Tristan. You're gonna wake my little daughter. "
"I'm sorry. I just don't see what mum and dad sees in that girl's? "
"And I don't see why you hate her so much. "
"I don't hate her Mark! I have no reason to. I just don't want to get married now. " Tristan protested.
"Oh really? When would be the right time for you? You're fucking twenty eight Tristan. " Mark yelled at Tristan.
"I think it's better that I live alone than live with anyone."
Tristan simply marched to Jane's where she was waiting for him. Carrying her on his shoulders, Tristan returned back to the living room. Without any more words, he left Mark's house.
"Aren't we gonna go after him sir? " One of the security officials asked Mark.
"No, I know my daughter would be fine with him. He's just messing around, he's gonna come back soon. "
Tristan had put a call to Patrick to inform him of his next destination in case there was any reason for him to look for him.
" Hey Pat. What's going on?" Tristan asked Patrick who was reluctant to pick his call.
"Well you know, work, work, work. "Patrick replied just clicking on his computer keyboard even though he wasn't really doing anything.
"I'm just gonna pretend that I don't know that you're really not working. I'll be taking Jane to see her favourite movie. "
"Really? Where is that and what movie? " Patrick ignored the first sentence.
"The cinema Patrick , where else? Its titled uhm.. Sorry what's the title of the movie baby?"
" The dancing Princess,Uncle Tristan." Jane simply replied, eating away her candy.
"The dancing Princess. " Tristan replied Patrick.
"Wait, seriously? " Patrick couldn't contain the joy he felt.
"It's just a movie bro, why are you so excited? " Tristan asked his friend suspiciously.
"Nothing. It's just that I never really thought you'd watch a movie so girly. " Patrick lied.
"I'm seeing it with my three years old niece Patrick. What were you expecting, a zombie apocalypse? "
"Okay, I think I have to hang up now. I have loads of files to work on. " Patrick quickly ended the call before he exposed himself and his plan.
He walked over to the window vent and opened it a little. He could see Jeremy and Charming struggle to get a cab under the rain.
"Such simplicity. Why the fuck does Tristan hate you? " Patrick asked no one in particular.
Suddenly, he smiled as he sipped his coffee; "My plan's going smoothly anyways. "