Chapter Twelve

                                    

                                          
(Isa's POV) 
I was a nervous wreck. I was pacing back and forth. 
"Why so nervous?" Grandpa asked.
"Yeah, why do you look so nervous?" Maxim asked with a smirk.
"I'm just excited." I lied. 
"Liar." Maxim whispered so only I could hear.
"There they are." Grandpa said.
I looked and sure enough they were here. 
"My baby." Mom exclaimed coming over and pulling me in for a hug. 
"Hi mom."
"How are you? They treating you good over here?" She asked pulling back to fully inspect me.
"They're treating me just fine." I said as I then hugged dad.
We left and headed back to the house. Mom sat in the back with me while dad sat in the front with the driver. Grandpa and Maxim took another car. 
We were talking about my adventures here in Russia so far when my phone vibrated.
Nik:
Petya tells me that they've arrived.
Me:
They have. With them now.
Nik:
Call me tonight?
Me:
Yes, sir.
Nik:
;)
"What has you smiling so much?" Mom whispered?
I showed her my screen and she smiled.
"I'll make sure you get time to sneak away while we're visiting." She winked.
She then noticed the bracelet on my wrist and gently touched it.
"A gift I presume." She said.
I nodded. "Yeah. Told me he loves me." I whispered.
"You love him?"
"I do."
"This is going to get messy, you know that right?"
"I'm well aware and I'm ready."
"Is he?"
"I hope so."
We arrived back at the house where lunch was waiting for us. 
"Do you two have any plans while you're here?" I asked.
"I have a few things to attend to but other than that it's up to your mother." Dad said. 
Mom smiled. "He's going to take me shopping and out on a proper date."
"Every night is date night, Tesoro."
"But we rarely go out on proper dates."
"And what makes our dates improper?"
She gave him a look and he got a smirk on his face.