Chapter 7: AMELIA POV

A breath I didn't know I was holding escapes me when Xavier finally leaves my office.

He didn't remove his data from my computer, so I saved it for future reference and opened a new tab for my own work.

I didn't have any more meetings, but there was only so much I could handle of Xavier in a day—especially the first day I saw him again.

I knew I would have to get used him being around. I was going to work with him, but it was a lot harder than I expected.

"So how was it?" Jodie popped her head around the door of my office as soon as Xavier was out of sight.

"It was not as bad as I thought it would be," I lied.

Truthfully, I hated every second of it but at the same time I couldn't get enough.

To know that he was failing and the only way success was possible was through me was both amazing and scary.

I didn't want to be the reason his company got into even more loss, but at the same time I wished nothing but that. 

It was a battle between business Amelia and broken Amelia and at this moment I wasn't sure who was going to win. 

"We need to throw Jasmine a baby shower!" Jodie frowns as she slumps herself into the chair Xavier was in.

"We do?" I raise an eyebrow.

"Yeah!" She throws her arms up in exasperation "Jasmine wants a stupid sex reveal at the shower so she can't do it herself."

Her face is so funny I can't help but laugh.

"Well, I have nothing else to do today, which means my assistant has nothing else to do today either," I said and took her hand to escort her out the office with me. "First stop, Party City," I announced as we got into my car.

"What about my car?" she asked as she put on her seatbelt.

"Sleep over tonight. I'll drive you tomorrow," I suggested, and she nodded eagerly.

After about 5 minutes of driving, we arrived at the store and started buying decorations in pink and blue.

"Ok, so what's the baby's sex?" I asked Jodie.

"Why would I know?" She shrugged.

"Why wouldn't you know? You're the one who became an events planner for her."

"We don't have to know. We can just wait and see what the doctor pulls out of her in a month." Jodie shrugged.

"We're not doing that."

"Are we really shopping for a gender reveal without knowing the gender, Amelia?" Jodie asked in a calm tone, but I knew she was about to lose it. She didn't even want to throw the baby shower in the first place.

"It's fine. Just call her doctor and ask," I suggested, and she agreed and pulled her phone out to FaceTime the doctor.

"Hey Doc," she began. The doctor was a friend of mine. Since I worked so close with hospitals, I had a few good connections with doctors.

"Can you tell us the sex of Jasmine's baby?" I popped my head into the screen.

"It's for the sex reveal party," Jodie chipped in.

"Well, normally I don't tell people this, but for you girls, I'll let you know…it's a girl." The doctor did celebratory jazz hands at the camera.

"Yes!" we both cheered. Jodie and I wanted it to be a girl whereas Jasmine and Dylan both wanted a son.

"You know what they say, lucky mothers have a daughter first," the doctor said. We heard someone come into the doctor’s room, so she quickly said goodbye and hung up.

"So now that we know she's having a girl we need to get pink glitter for the balloons and order a pink cake," Jodie planned.

I nod and get on the phone with the local bakery, and Jodie finishes buying all the supplies then I pay.

After we stuff everything into my boot, I drive us both back to my house, where the shower was taking place.

"Every time I come here, I forget how big your house really is." Jodie walks in with half the bags in her hands.

It was true, I sold the house that I received from Xavier and used the money to buy a different one. It was a bit smaller, but it was better.

The best part of the house was the backyard—it was huge with a pool and a huge lawn, perfect for parties like these.

I start by arranging all the banners across the tables and chairs in the garden whilst Jodie calls the guest list. The shower was arranged for tomorrow, which was a little last minute, but most people could make it.

We couldn't make it much later, Jasmine was already 8 months pregnant, and her baby could come at any time.

After she was done, she helped me finish decorating, and by about 7 p.m., we were all done.

The backyard looks amazing, the entire place is decorated in baby pink and pale blue co lours and there's big black balloons filled with pink glitter for Jasmine's sex reveal moment.

"Did you call Sofia as well?" I asked Jodie. We're both sitting in the living room, waiting for our pizza to arrive.

"Oh, shit. I forgot she wasn't on the list."

"Don't worry. I'll do it." I grabbed my cell phone and dialled Sofia's number.

Sofia was Mr Russo's daughter, the person who was originally meant to marry Xavier if he wasn't "in love" with me.

After the divorce, Mr Russo kept in contact with me and soon even started giving me business tips and because of that I became friends with his daughter.

"Hey, Amelia, what's up?" she answered.

"It's my best friend's baby shower tomorrow. Can you make it at 2 o'clock?" I asked.

"Sorry, babe. I'm in Italy, but I have a gift for her already. Can I get someone to send it there tomorrow?" she asked.

"Of course." I sighed and ended the call.

I couldn't blame her. My invitation was last minute, and she travelled to Italy a lot to visit her family and take care of business, which she was soon to inherit.

After eating, Jodie and I get some sleep in my bedroom—I slept peacefully knowing every was sorted out for tomorrow.

The next morning, we had nothing to do except get ready—the place was already decorated, and the caterers were arriving soon with lots of delicious finger foods.

Me and Jodie decided to keep the dress code white as it would make it much better when the sex was finally announced.

I put on a pair white cycle shorts along with a white T-shirt and trainers while Jodie wore a white pair of jeans and a casual white button-down shirt.

Within a few hours all the guests are here, the doorbell rings on final time and I wonder who it is—everyone who said they would be here are here.

It's probably Sofia's assistant sending the gift over.

I opened the door and shut it straight after.

What the fuck is Xavier doing here?

Did he find out about the shower?

I recollect myself and open the door again. "Mr King, how can I help you?" I asked sweetly. I didn't want to spoil my good mood over him.

"Don't mind me. Just passing this over. I's from Sofia." He hands me a beautifully wrapped box.

"Why are you giving it to me?" I asked. Surely there was a better person to do the job—like her assistant.

"She wanted something a little more personal than an assistant giving it. I am her boyfriend, after all."

He said what?

"Oh," was all I could say. Xavier has a smile on, but it isn't smug it's just a smile.

I thanked him for the gift and closed the door. I didn't know if he wanted to be let in, but I wasn't going to let him.

I couldn't help but wonder if he's dating Sofia because he likes her or because she's the heiress for Russo Industries—I wouldn't put it below him to date for money when he's married for it before.

Back to the party, I can unnecessarily over think later.