Dakota was sitting in a rather smallish diner, waiting on his usual lunch date.
And no, it wasn't Jade.
Ever since his twin sister Aiyana had returned to Rhy'Din, they had made it a weekly habit to meet up for lunch. Every Wednesday was their day to have lunch together, and it was always here at the same diner. They always took this chance to chat about what was going on in both of their lives, reminisce about things they did as kids, and just talk about whatever else was on their minds on that particular day. It was sort of their way of making up for the seventeen years that they spent without seeing each other once.
Today, Aiyana had made other plans, and didn't bother to tell her brother about it. She knew he had a VERY good chance of not taking it well, and with all the stress that he'd been going through with trying to plan this wedding with Jade, goodness knows he was liable to snap at any moment.
Make no mistake, he was VERY excited about marrying Jade. There was absolutely no doubt in his mind and his heart that she was the woman for him. He simply hated the process of planning the wedding itself, and it was compounded by the fact that he was making himself keep his mouth shut. He knew how much this wedding meant to her, and he was going to do everything within his power to make it as special for her as possible. And one of the best things he could do to keep her happy and to keep her stress level down was for him to keep his bitching to a minimum.
So here he sat, waiting for his sister. He didn't wear his black cowboy hat much these days, favoring instead a black New Orleans Saints hat that he always wore backwards. He LOVED the New Orleans Saints, and had for as long as he could remember. The Saints (and now Aiyana) were all he had to remind him of home. He wore his usual hat, a black Radio Rhy'Din t-shirt, jeans with massive holes ripped in both knees, and his favorite boots, along with a small silver cross necklace.
Aiyana was about twenty minutes late by now, and Dakota was about to lose his patience with her. She may not have been able to get off work. Not everybody had the schedule he had. He worked from 6 to 10 AM, and he was done, unless there was the occasional promotional appearance for him to do.
He was just about to get up and leave without bothering to order any lunch for himself, when the door swung open, and in she came. She was pretty as usual, wearing straight legged dark denim jeans, a black turtleneck, a turquoise velvet jacket, black boots, and several pieces of turquoise Native American jewelry hung around her neck.
But judging from the way she held the door open after she walked in, she was either being courteous to the person who was walking in behind her, or she was bringing someone with her today.
Indeed, someone walked in behind Aiyana, and together, the two of them slowly headed towards the table where Dakota was sitting.
There was no way to describe the expression on Dakota's face as he realized who that was walking alongside his sister. As soon as he recognized the person, he silently spoke to himself, trying to keep his best poker face on, REFUSING to show the absolute shock he was feeling inside.
"My God, Aiyana........why did you do this....?"
And no, it wasn't Jade.
Ever since his twin sister Aiyana had returned to Rhy'Din, they had made it a weekly habit to meet up for lunch. Every Wednesday was their day to have lunch together, and it was always here at the same diner. They always took this chance to chat about what was going on in both of their lives, reminisce about things they did as kids, and just talk about whatever else was on their minds on that particular day. It was sort of their way of making up for the seventeen years that they spent without seeing each other once.
Today, Aiyana had made other plans, and didn't bother to tell her brother about it. She knew he had a VERY good chance of not taking it well, and with all the stress that he'd been going through with trying to plan this wedding with Jade, goodness knows he was liable to snap at any moment.
Make no mistake, he was VERY excited about marrying Jade. There was absolutely no doubt in his mind and his heart that she was the woman for him. He simply hated the process of planning the wedding itself, and it was compounded by the fact that he was making himself keep his mouth shut. He knew how much this wedding meant to her, and he was going to do everything within his power to make it as special for her as possible. And one of the best things he could do to keep her happy and to keep her stress level down was for him to keep his bitching to a minimum.
So here he sat, waiting for his sister. He didn't wear his black cowboy hat much these days, favoring instead a black New Orleans Saints hat that he always wore backwards. He LOVED the New Orleans Saints, and had for as long as he could remember. The Saints (and now Aiyana) were all he had to remind him of home. He wore his usual hat, a black Radio Rhy'Din t-shirt, jeans with massive holes ripped in both knees, and his favorite boots, along with a small silver cross necklace.
Aiyana was about twenty minutes late by now, and Dakota was about to lose his patience with her. She may not have been able to get off work. Not everybody had the schedule he had. He worked from 6 to 10 AM, and he was done, unless there was the occasional promotional appearance for him to do.
He was just about to get up and leave without bothering to order any lunch for himself, when the door swung open, and in she came. She was pretty as usual, wearing straight legged dark denim jeans, a black turtleneck, a turquoise velvet jacket, black boots, and several pieces of turquoise Native American jewelry hung around her neck.
But judging from the way she held the door open after she walked in, she was either being courteous to the person who was walking in behind her, or she was bringing someone with her today.
Indeed, someone walked in behind Aiyana, and together, the two of them slowly headed towards the table where Dakota was sitting.
There was no way to describe the expression on Dakota's face as he realized who that was walking alongside his sister. As soon as he recognized the person, he silently spoke to himself, trying to keep his best poker face on, REFUSING to show the absolute shock he was feeling inside.
"My God, Aiyana........why did you do this....?"