Chapter 25
He was elated when he was told that they were going to Buea where he had been born and he knew for a fact that his old friends who were their neighbours would be grown just like him tucking him in and singing a lullaby little man was off to his dreamland and that was enough to give Ashlyn the leverage to do some work on the laptop since she had been in piling them up because she wanted to do the photoshoot for Blaze which by the way came back with positive feedback from the board of directors they were so happy with the choice of colour and how other things were being placed as they saw the positive feedback the pictures that were sent out and one could even pass her for a model who had been in the modelling game scene for a long time they were even willing to offer her a job with good pay but she refused saying she didn't want to be in the company anymore and she didn't want to be under the payment of someone she wanted to carry her things and finance her projects without having to wait on salary for someone.
So she told them they could look for someone else but not her she had done this because she wanted to help at the spur of the meant but right now she didn't want that to be something she did all the time she wasn't passionate about it at all and she wasn't going to force herself to do that because of what they want.
As they were talking he came out saying he wanted to go to his father's house and do spend the night there looking to his mother for approval she told him it was too impromptu to get the whole things together for him to his father's house plus he had to know that his father was not one to be home all the time they had to call all the time to find out if he was available to have him over. As they were talking He said they had already talked on the phone meaning he had already called his father and made his plans with his father.
She received a call from Blaze saying he was free to have the little available and that it was okay for him to spend the night she wouldn't contest anymore so she packed his small bag and took him over to his father's place making sure to leave a rule of things she expected them to follow which they were going to follow because well he was done of spoiling he when he was with him alone and no mother or grandma but he took the list of things to be done and she pulled his ear telling him to make sure their son slept early.
Spending time with just his father was quite fun because it got him to do whatever his mother had restricted they had even thrown and forgotten the paper she gave them to follow and for the first time little man slept very late and when she came to tell him that morning she knew he didn't sleep early and also she knew they had thrown the list of what she asked them to follow and when asked how she knew she told them through her motherly instincts and also she picked the palate under the leftover pizza the guys had that night. He scratched the back of his neck stating he didn't know she would catch up on what he had done with their son he looked like a kid who was to be scolded he didn't go to work because he was exhausted and wondered how Ashlyn did to be with an energetic child all-day long.
She ended up staying till noon after helping to make him fall asleep so he wasn't all grumpy and crying as he used to do.
Looking at the painting in his parlour mesmerised by the way it spoke of so many things in just one painting he stood behind her saying he knew it but she didn't believe him because she had never seen him painting and he didn't strike hed like someone who would love to paint but when she was taken to one of his rooms at the far end of the corridor she was dumbfounded turns out he uses his spare time to paint especially on the days he wants to be left alone so all he did was paint his heart out and they looked so beautiful.
" Why don't you exhibit them, they are so beautiful," she asked him to which he told her he was an alpha and didn't have time for an exhibit but she made him understand that he could still have a gallery of sales besides the way she saw the paintings it meant that he loved his pencil and he understood the word art and he was a great artist.