chapter thirty

Jones pov

So I woke up this Saturday morning and I was lost in thought, I sat in my bed going through all my activities of the week; when I cursed at my bad luck cause I missed having Iris around though, I picked up my phone and I called her to which she responded immediately. She asked what's up and I asked her if she could come around, she replied with ** I thought you would never asked ** to which I gave her time by four, which she agreed and kissed me goodbye and I stood up from my bed and started making preparation to give her a wonderful time here, I went down the stairs and found my brother's going out and the said they won't be returning till tomorrow; I stared at their departing back before a smile made it's way to my face. I started cleaning the house since my room has already been cleaned, I dusted some of the furniture and changed the pillowcase after which I went to the kitchen to see what was in the kitchen, reaching there I saw a note from Jim with his credit card showing what needs to be bought, I took the list and his card and left for the supermarket to shop for some foodstuffs and after a while I was done and it was already two in the afternoon. I walked in hace back home and started making the dish I wanted her to try, it's a while now and I know she would soon be here so I left the kitchen and went straight for the bathroom and wore a nice clothes; a white long sleeve shirt couple with a blue jeans pants and a white sneakers, after which I came down and heard a knock on the door which I left to check who it could be. I got there and saw it was Iris and she wore a black gown which made her look beautiful, she asked me what I'm doing just staring at her which brought me back from my thoughts; I smiled at her and hugged her and she smells nice which I complimented her and she smiled at me and I led her to the living room and left to get her a drink. I returned with a lemonade and after which I went to the kitchen to arrange the dishes have made after which I took them to the dining table and I called her to join me, when she saw the dishes she smiled and asked how good of a cook I am; which I responded to her that she has to try it out to know and she smiled took her seat and we started eating, she was amazed at my cooking skills which made me smile at her compliments after which she took the dishes and went to do them after which she came back and joined me in the living room.