chapter 11

Agent wells.

He stepped into the atmosphere in the sittingroom with a flicker of something covering his face as he saw a very familiar face bounding with his mother. He couldn't help but wonder what she was doing here. His mother was the first to spot his frame that was glued to the entrance of the door. There was a beam of excitement written inside her face as she urge him to come over.

"That's my son; Jackson"

Midnight turned to the side to glance at him and unlike him, there wasn't much of a shock anywhere, instead it was a glint of something different coming across her features. He moved his feet; slowly towards where they were with his eyes fixed on who wasn't supposed to be here.

"Oh my"

Kate grinned; tapping him lightly by the hands. "Meet Bridget Midnight. Our new neighbor"

His eyes bounced from his mother back to the lady sited on the chair few meters away from him. He thought that his eyes must be decieving him.

"Bridget"

He pronounced slowly in squinted eyes. Crap. She was grinning; a muse of something along her lips. "Nice to meet you"

Her reply gave him deja vu of their first meeting and for one he didn't think he appreciated an assassin or someone probably worse, roaming the corners of his house; with his family inside it.

His mother nudged him by the sides when he refused to reply to her statement. His gaze fell on his mother to see that she was grinning happily and even his sister that was standing not too far way from him was wearing a smile that reached the ears.

He didn't need anyone to tell him that they already loved her very much and the signs he was receiving from them. Was....

He wanted to grit and was even more pissed to see that the lady in front of him was enjoying every bit of what was going on. He decided to get her out of here as fast as possible.

"Mum. You can't just invite anyone to the house"

There was an unnecessary stress on the 'anyone' that made his mum to glance at him disapproving. Bridget; on the other hand had nothing on her face as she slowly emptied her glass of liquor.

"Jackie"

His mother tried to caution in a way that Bridget wouldn't hear. But he thought she did.

She looked like she was resisting a snicker at his mother's words as he could spot a grin creeping up her lips and he knew why. Crap.

He cleared his throat. "Mum. You have to be considerate. I bet she has other things to do right now"

He pressed; looking at Bridget with a very hard gaze and daring her to say otherwise. There was an apologetic glint in Kate's eyes as she looked at Bridget.

"Oh my. I didn't think of that"

"It's alright. I have a lotttt of time"

She uttered; refusing to look at his cold glare. Kate's smiled; standing to her feet and gesturing to Jackson; looking at him somewhat disapprovingly again. Vera was also frowning too.

"You see"

"You don't know how to treat a beautiful lady"

She scolded openly; staring at him in disappointment probably due to his unusual unruly behavior.

"Anyway; the groom would soon be here. You just make sure you behave"

She eyed him. Wells was frowning hugely at the outturn of everything. He couldn't help the crease that came over his features and he refused to look at the lady settled on a chair not too far from him.

Well until...

Carl suddenly popped out of no where. Walking into the sitting room. He gave everyone a respectable welcome gesture; and even went ahead to kiss the fingers of his mother. His mother blushed while he was standing; something worse than a frown; if possible taken hold of his face.

He walked past his mother before stopping on his feet; his eyes falling on a particular someone. He traced his gaze.

He was staring the crap out of Bridget Midnight with a flirty smirk and he watched his eyes move over her exposed thighs up to the smile along her lips. When Midnight meet Carl's obviously lustful gaze and her smile widened.

His day became ten times terrible for some insane reason he couldn't explain.