The Project: Phase Three [feat. the FAH-BU-LOUSSS ScoMan]

This is part three of The Project series.
You can find Part One here.
And Part Two here.
For those of you who just stumbled in, The Project is a tandem story written by the witty and talented ScoMan and myself.
He's been such a sweetie to work with. And he's such a fabulous writer. In fact, he's so fabulous, I dedicated a post label just for him. You can find his blog here.
Hope you enjoy this part of the story and we'll be posting more up soon. =D

He looked back over his shoulder to get the licence plate of the other man. It was a vanity plate and not hard to remember - "THEONE". "Sorry I lost my cool" he said to her as they approached the car. It was then he heard his phone was still ringing. He hurried back inside and answered it. "Hello" he said. "Hello, are you at the airport?" he heard his brothers voice respond. "Just on my way now. It's been a rough morning" "Yeah, I just heard on the radio there was an accident on the freeway, could take them awhile to clear it" That was the hold up he thought. "Well we're just starting to crawl again now, so they must have cleared at least a few lanes. I'll call you when we've got mum and are heading to the restaurant." "Okay, should I call ahead and let them know we might be late?" "Sure, sounds like a good idea. Call me back when you've spoken to them, bye" "Bye"He put the phone down and turned to her. "That was my brother. He's calling the restaurant to let them know we might be a little late. Would you like to call your parents?" he asked, offering her the phone.

She shook her head. "Thanks, but I just spoke to them last night. I told them all about today. Besides, it'll be pretty pricey calling all the way to South Africa at this time, peak rates and all that." She smiled. Her parents were celebrating retirement by traveling around the world. So far, they had gone to Athens, Florence, Madrid, Washington and were now traveling around South Africa. They were really enjoying themselves. She herself was looking forward to her trip to Phuket in a few months' time. However, she hadn't gotten around to telling him about her little trip yet. It was a holiday to celebrate the upcoming wedding.

"Fair enough" he said, sliding his phone back into his pocket. He was glad she had refused. Every time she talked to her mother she was worried his surprise would be ruined. Her mother was a lovely lady, but found it difficult to keep a secret. Especially one this big. He had called her parents one night and organised with them to fly to London with them after her sisters wedding. There, her parents would return to their world tour, and he would propose to her. There was something about London and it's old style buildings. To him they held a certain romance and charm. Although he had worked out the way he wanted to propose to her, he had not yet worked out how to get her on the plane without making her suspicious.

She glanced at him. He had been acting rather out-of-character lately, practically jumping for his phone every time it rang. She wondered if something was wrong with him and had thought to ask him a few times. But he'd always been the type to talk when he was ready and she didn't want to push. The traffic was clearing up rather nicely, and it looked like they just might make it to the airport on time. "I'm going to order the chicken pesto pasta later, I think. And loads of garlic bread. I'm so hungry! And nervous. I hope your mum will like me." She started fidgeting in her seat, as she always did when she was nervous. Perhaps she should tell him about Phuket now? Or wait until they reached the airport. He can't yell at her in front of his mother. Hah. She decided to do just that. But first, she should prepare him. "So, mum and dad are having such a fantastic time traveling. I'm so jealous. I really want to go on a trip too, get a change of scenery." She glanced at him to see his reaction.

I was projecting a bit when I mentioned all that traveling. I would love to be able to travel all over the world.
And it turned into a fun little game between ScoMan and myself, a bit like ping-pong.
He's been great to work with, even though I apparently torture him with tasks as times. Lol.
You can read his side of the story here.