Enver:This RP takes place on Sunday 2nd August 2015.
The last two weeks had been busy and focused as he and Keara traveled the world to look at adoptees and interview them. Enver knew which one he wanted, the second the kid started talking, but he also had to recognize that this wasn't a singular, sole decision and that sometimes, what Enver felt, wasn't always right. But they had to come to a choice because here they were, in Cali, getting ready to legally adopt one of the boys and the business tycoon's lawyer's were on standby, waiting for he and his wife to make the decision so they could start finalizations immediately. Enver sat on a bed, with the notes he had taken about each boy spread out in front of him in the suite they were renting. From left to right were his preferences of males, the first one on left being his first choice, to the farthest on the right being his last. He sighed, sat back and ran a hand through his hair. What if they picked the wrong one? There was no refunds with something like this, which was why it was good his wife was on the same page as him. She usually (though, he would never admit) put more careful thought into their lifestyle changes than Enver did. "Did you like any of them?" He asked his wife when his eyes finally moved off the papers and to her, the male tugging at the tie he wore.
Keara:
Recognising the signs of stress, Keara leaned over and removed his tie. They might be going out to the lawyers later, but that didn’t mean that he had to be dressed to impress while they made their decision. They were after all in a private suite. Alone. Which was possibly half the reason they both sat clothed in the room, as they needed to focus on their conversation and not one another. “Perhaps easier first it would be for those that we did not like to eliminate.” As she said this she picked up the file belonging to the first boy they interviewed; Caleb Shelton. This was the Canadian child, and while he showed certain characteristics that they were looking for, he was sorely lacking in others. “Intelligent this on is. Yes. Loyal too. But fit with our family he does not. If likes he does not our children, then allow him in our home we cannot.” Keara wasn’t talking about their childer here, but rather their pets, their dogs. It was important to them that male they chose fit as perfectly into their lives as possible and if they did not like animals, they could not possibly do that.
Enver:
When she leaned forward, Enver leaned forward too and let his lips find the corner of hers as she pulled his tie off. It would be so easy for him to push the files off the bed and make better use of it, but he had to show restraint. They would never make it to the lawyer's office in time if he did that and they had come too far, and spent too many hours sitting, interviewing each boy. He leaned back, listened to his wife talk and nodded his head. That might be the best way to go about it. She mentioned Caleb and Enver frowned before shaking his head. He liked the kid overall, but the biggest hang-up was the dislike of animals. He had a bad experience with dogs as a kid and it stayed with him until this day. "Agreed." Enver said as he pulled the fifth file, the one on the right off the bed and tossed it into a nearby bin. Enver moved to the next kid he wasn't overly keen on, but again, if his wife happened to be, he would listen and take her thoughts into consideration. "The next one for me, is Reese Duffy. I don't think we'd hit it off. Nothing to relate to. He and I." Enver opened the file again, as if he were looking for more inside of it, something he might have missed before turning his attention to Keara.
Keara:
Reese was easy enough to remember as he was the last one they had seen. Keara’s eyes, however, were still on the file in the bin. It was all too easy to dismiss that child and she wondered if perhaps they were making the right decision. The thought lingered but a moment and then was gone as she turned her eyes back to the gorgeous male at her side. “Interests cultured can be My Love. You and I little in common had when met we did. And say you cannot that work well together we do not. Perhaps keep him for now we should? Liked him I did. Charm taught can be. Imagination not.” She momentarily placed her hand on his knee but as her finger began to work in small circles, gliding up his thigh she realised her mistake and quickly withdrew it. With her hands in her lap, she waited to see if Enver would save the file of discard it regardless of her opinion.
Enver:
He sighed, but nodded. If the kid was younger, maybe he would agree. But at his age, the male wasn't so confident on the words Keara spoke. Enver moved to the next kid, the one that was third on his list as he reluctantly vocalized his agreement with his wife. "Maybe." He said with another nod, this one curt and to the point. "Bryson. Can we teach loyalty?" He looked at his wife, wondering her thoughts on something that obviously bothered Enver.
Keara:
“No My Love. Loyalty teach we cannot. Already proven himself untrustworthy he has. While he only a game playing was when he his disloyalty did show, no other example have we for this to refute. Shame that is. Liked him I did.” Keara gave Enver a sad smile. She’d loved the fighting spirit and pull to violence that this one had shown but that sadly was not enough to keep him and it was probably reason enough for Enver to dismiss him. He wasn’t like her, but that was part of the reason she loved him so much.
Enver:
Enver nodded his head in agreement. In his mind, if he couldn't trust the kid, then there was no reason to adopt him. Not when Enver would be eventually giving the kid millions of dollars to hold on to and the businesses Enver had built with his own hands. If he came back to find out the businesses had been sold or driven into the ground and his money gone...Enver might not be able to control himself. The very idea of killing a kid he adopted and thought of as his own made the male sick, but that would more than likely happen. "So that leaves the three boys then. Jaime, Alex and Reese." Enver may have said his first preference first in line, but he was sure that was unintentional. Some subconscious thing. "We haven't discussed anything we liked or disliked about Alex." He looked at his wife as his fingers opened the file and gave it a quick glance. Peter was what came to mind and Enver couldn't help but feel that sting of jealousy at just thinking about Peter. It was silly to be jealous of a descendant of his wife...but still. What if she started spending more time with the kid because of her fondness of Peter? Enver cleared his throat, realizing he was being irrational, but that thought didn't ease his mind any.
Keara:
Keara could feel something negative from Enver when he spoke about Alex but she wasn’t entirely what it was exactly. She just knew she didn’t like it. With two down and one saved, they only had 2 more to discuss. Of which Alex was one. This one, much like Reese wasn’t so easily dismissed. His only real failing was his own lack of creativity, even if he was able to appreciate graphic art. “Prefer I do Reese to Alex,” Keara said honestly. Alex was a sweet boy but she doubted he’d be any good in Enver’s world as his personality, much like her own, was lacking something. “Set him aside you may. Our decision between Jaime and Reese most likely is. Unless like Alex you do. Then discuss him further we may. Need we both do for happy with our choice to be.” Keara smiled at her love and reached out to take his hand; a hand that she brought to her face before placing a kiss on the inside of his wrist.
Enver:
Jaime or Reese. Neither of them were disagreeable. Enver had his preference, but so did his wife. Maybe they should have both. It solved everything in Enver's mind. She could have the one she liked and he could have the one he liked and somehow he knew it would just work out decent. Like with the puppies. At first it had been rough, but now everything was working out good. Damn good. But could they give two teenagers their attention? To go from none to two seemed like it might be a drastic change. "I prefer Jaime, but Reese is as good as Jaime." Enver said flatly, eyes on his wife before he ran a thumb over her lip. Why did she always have to look so damn good and try to drive him wild with the things she did? His thumb moved from her lip to the side of her face as he stroked it, deep in thought. "Maybe we should ask Deanna which she preferred since we have our favorites?" He asked, as Deanna would be a neutral third party, he believed. Maybe. She was Keara's sister after all.
Keara:
And just like that the conversation was almost over. Enver was seriously distracting Keara, even to the point where she wasn’t even aware of the fact that she had initiated this little detour. Even the most innocent of actions were enough to completely chase away her thoughts. “Mhm,”she said, not really hearing anything after his thumb brushed across her lip.
Deanna:
Deanna was nearby, completely forgotten up until Enver thought to include her in the discussion. She’d already told them everything she had to say about the kids they were looking at, but she couldn’t help but smile at the entranced couple when Enver actually seemed to want her input in making the final decision. She’d of loved to have sided with Keara but she really couldn’t. Jamie seemed kind of normal, while Reese seemed to be a bit of a geek. The kid, in her opinion, was far too intelligent for his own good. The spectral entity coughed. “Well if you’re asking me I’d go with Jamie. Kid seems pretty well rounded. Reese has like no sense of humour. Jamie on the other hand. He’s got charisma in spades. I could talk with him for hours. And who knows. Maybe he’s got some hidden font of creativity he hasn’t tapped into yet.” She was trying to placate Keara since she’d blatantly just sided with the ‘enemy’. Even if she and Enver did get along a lot better these days, it was still too soon for either of them to forget how their relationship started.
Enver:
At first Enver couldn't help but grin at the fact that Deanna was siding with him. That she thought Jaime was the better pick. But then as he thought more and more about it, maybe her siding with him wasn't a good thing. Maybe she was only siding with him to make his life hell. It seemed odd that she would pick the kid Enver wanted. Or maybe it was just a fluke. Reese or Jaime. Decisions, decisions. In the end, Enver decided that as long as his wife was happy with the decision, that he would be too. Being smart, overly, wasn't necessarily a bad thing. Might be good at business. And the money front. Enver's hand moved off his wife's face and collected a hand in his. "I'm fine with either boy. I'll leave it up to you, gorgeous." Enver could recognize that both boy's had merits and flaws, but he was confident he could deal with whatever they were.
Keara:
Keara had to force herself to listen to her husband when he began speaking again. She’d barely registered her sister’s words and yet she heard enough to agree with her wisdom. Slipping her hand out of her husband’s, she moved to seat herself in his lap. The moment that the raven hair female straddled her love’s lap, the spectral entity decided it was time to leave. Whether they began to make love now or in ten minutes when this conversation was over, Deanna knew enough of them to know it was all but inevitable and that she’d rather not be anywhere near them when it happened. “Like them both, My Love, I do,” she said draping her hands over his shoulders. “Think I do that Jamie more like you is. See I do why favour him you do. If one in our world thrive can, think I do that it him is. Reese in his own world already lives. Need we do one that in this world does live. One that he face of your company can be. Jamie more suited to that task perhaps is.” She’d sat still just long enough to say what she wanted to and with that done, she scooted up his lap, her hands gently framing his face before she kissed him, emitting a small, possessive growl as she did so.
Enver:
He didn't say a single thing as she talked, just listened. She was taking Deanna's side and in essence, his side. There was apprehension momentarily as Enver thought about what it he had picked the wrong one and found that out later on down the road? The blame would be put on him completely. That apprehension was swallowed down when she kissed him, his hands going to her *** as he cupped them. He shared a few moments with his wife, ensuring that she knew how important she was and how much she meant to him and his life, before Enver gently nudged her off his lap. "The lawyers. I'd love to continue this after we meet with them. They're waiting. Mortals run on regular time frames, gorgeous." He chuckled and gave her another kiss before he stood and grabbed the files of Reese and Jaime. "Are you absolutely sure on Jaime? Once I make the call and initiate this...there's no going back on our choice." Enver looked his wife square in the eyes after he moved around the bed and swiped up his phone from the bedside cabinet.
Keara:
Keara huffed like a petulant child as he pushed her aside, folding her arms across her chest to perfect the look. She glared at him from under her lashes and yet she knew he was right. She knew they had to go to the lawyer’s office soon but she was sure that they had time enough for what she wanted to do. “Sure enough I am. Certain of any child we cannot be. Sure I am of those that sire I do and yet not all for this life are made. The future that offer Jamie we do, good is. Very good. Think I do that we him happy can make. That we his life purpose can give.” She pouted when she was done, her eyes travelling the length of his body. A wry smile played on her lips before she remembered she was annoyed at him and went back to scowling.
Enver:
He frowned as he watched her tantrum. Why was she acting like this? They had come this far and now she was huffing at him because he wanted to seal the deal on all the hard work they've done the last two week. Enver scowled at his wife, almost the same way she was scowling at him. "Good." He said with a nod, even though his eyes were like a pair of daggers, before he sighed. "Come here." He said to her, even though Enver moved towards her with open arms. "I'm sorry. I love you, but we have to get this done. We don’t want anyone else taking our son, do we?" He looked down at her as Enver massaged her arms with his hands.
