Interesting

Chelsea's standpoint

About an hour later, I was tucking Carter in while Mother read a book. A small knock came from the door before the person opened it. I almost gasped when I saw Andy standing there with a bouquet of yellow daisies.

"Anderson," I whispered, glaring at him. I told him not to come. Mother looked up from her book and then at him. Andy walked in with a grin.

"Oh, hello, who might you be?"

"Good evening, ma," he greeted politely. I sighed and placed my hands on my hips.

"You know Carter is a kid and wouldn't care about flowers," I said as a matter-of-fact.

"Good thing I didn't bring it for him," he walked to Mom with the most charming smile I have ever seen him wear. "These are for you, ma'am. I got Carter a tablet if you don't mind—"

"He'll love it," Mom smiled, looking at me for the introduction she was suspecting.

"Yes mother, this is Anderson, my boss, friend, and boyfriend," I said boredly.

"Wow! He is so cute! So precious!" Wait, what?!

Anderson, the charm