The Talk

"What do you want?" I asked with so much anxiety.

"Can we talk son?" He asked.

I so hate it when he calls me son but doesn't treat me like one..

"I am busy," I said.

"Please, let's talk in my study," He said.

"Be there in a minute," He added and walked away.

"Arhhh!" I groaned and jumped on my bed.

What exactly does he want with me anyway.

I reluctantly stood up and dragged myself to his office, study or whatever he calls it.

I knocked softly even though, I am not in the gentle mood.

Mr Howard opened the door and ushered me in, I sat down on the couch in his huge study and he...

"I'm gonna make this quick," He inhaled deeply.

What does he want to say now..

Talk already.

"I want you to get married," He stared at me and I stared back confused.

"I'll do that when I fall in love, not now," I said.

"I already choose someone for you," He said.

"Ooh, so you're gonna use me fo