Chapter 6 ~ Wedding Planning

                                    

                                          
Rose De León
I'm planning a murder where's there gonna be thousands of people in one building and I'm going to blow it up with them all inside, after that I'm leaving the country and going some wheres else where the cops won't suspect it's me. 
Joking, I'm planning my wedding. 
But that murder idea sounds really fun. I'm gonna have to write it down so I don't forget it. 
Anyways. 
It's been a week since I got here and Evelyn has me seated at the dinging room table with the table covered in all sorts of wedding thing like venues, flower options, napkin options, and colour schemes . I'm going to loose my mind soon. 
"I really think Cyrus should be here for this, it is his wedding too" I groan, moving a magazine with cake ideas on it away from me. I rub my forehead stressfully and Evelyn lets out a small laugh "Cyrus has no taste so if we let him in on the planning it would be the worst wedding of the century."
I can't help but let out a laugh for that. She is right though, the entire house is so bland and yet it's huge. Everything is white and black, the only colour I have seen is my room and Evelyn's room. That's it. 
I should go out shopping for him, spruce the house up a bit. 
"Now, what colour scheme are we going with, that will help us with everything else" She hands me a swatch of different colours and I look through them all before finally deciding "Baby pink". 
Evelyn nods with a smile and then looks through a bunch more papers for everything in the baby pink colour. 
Once everything is picked out I go to stand up but she grabs by wrist, pulling my back down to my chair "We still have to find a wedding dress" She smiles, knowing my reaction already. I groan and slump down in my chair "Why can't we do that tomorrow". 
"Let's go get it done now so we have it done with" She chuckles. I sigh and sit back up straight in my chair "Okay, we'll take Cyrus's car" I stand up and am about to walk away before her voice interupts "He doesn't like people messing with his car, are you sure about that?".
"He won't be able to resist the Rose De León charms" I smile cheekily and walk up stairs. I knock on Cyrus's office door but no answer so I knock on his bed room door and as soon as I do there's a voice from the inside "Come in" Cyrus calls. 
I slowly walk in since I haven't been in his bed room before. He lays on his bed with his white dress shirt un buttoned half way showing off some more of his tattoos and the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. His hair is messy but at the same time still looks neat. 
Snap out of it Rose. 
 "Hey, can I have your car keys? Me and Evelyn are going wedding dress shopping" I ask. His eye brows furrow before he stands up from the bed and walks over to me, only 2 feet between us. "No" He says bluntly. 
"Why not" I ask, a little annoyed with his answer, I hate it when people do that kind of answer. "Because no one drives my car but me" He responds.
"I'll have sex with you in return" I blurt. I feel like smacking myself on the forehead for that but I don't, I keep it together like a professional. A very dumb professional. 
"What?" Confusion covers his face but a small smirk tugs at his lips. "If you let me drive your car to the shop and back I will have sex with you" I keep by my offer even though it's a complete lie. I am not having sex with this man. Gross. 
He shortens the distance between us and I back up until my back hits the wall behind me which doesn't help since he continues walking until he's only a few inches away from me. His hands come up and rest on the wall, caging me in.