Episode 6

"So what do you usually do on the weekends?" I was curious about him.

I put a piece of bread in his mouth. He chews. He swallows. He drinks coffee. I swallow. I look up. He looks at me.

"I like to play golf or go out on my motorcycle."

"You ride a motorcycle?"

He nodded.

"Yes."

"That's cool! I'm drawn to motorcycles. Well, only from afar, it's not like I know how to ride one or want to buy one."

"You don't need to know how to ride to like motorcycles. When you like something, it doesn't mean you'll always know how to act according to what that interest implies."

I liked his words!

"You're right. I hadn't thought of it that way."

I took a sip of my sangria.

"What's your favorite hobby?" he asked.

I looked down, my plate was already empty.

"I like to watch Asian dramas. I'm watching a drama right now called 'Captivated by a King'. It's really good!" I wasn't ashamed to admit it.

My answer surprised him a little, I could see it in his eyes.

"'Captivated by a King'?"

"Yes. You should watch it."

A smile formed on his lips.

"Will you be watching your drama tomorrow?"

"I guess so. It's on air. Two episodes come out a week."

He placed his cutlery on his plate.

"Would you like to order dessert?"

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It's three o'clock in the afternoon and my sensitivity is on high alert. Today's episode was intense and even quite incredible. It's so cool to have such a secret romance!

I turn off the TV and go to the kitchen with the intention of preparing something to eat. The doorbell rings. Who could it be?

I open the door and Christian is standing in front of me.

"Hello. What are you doing here?" It was the first thing I wanted to find out.

"I came for you. I'm taking you for a ride."

"A ride?"

"You said you liked motorcycles."

That's why it made sense that he was dressed in his denim jeans and leather jacket. He looked so good!

"I do like them."

"Go get changed. I'll wait five minutes," his voice always sounded authoritative.

"Okay."

I ran to my room. I got dressed. I put on black pants, a white T-shirt, and my worn-out Converse. I sprayed some lotion on my clothes and hurried out. Christian was holding a picture frame with a picture of my family.

"Were they your parents?"

"Yes, they were," I replied.

"You looked a lot like your mother."

"Yes, they used to tell me that."

I glance away towards myself.

"You have her beauty."

Beauty?

"I guess."

"Do you live alone?"

"Yes."

"And you don't feel lonely?"

"Well, I'm used to living like this."

He seemed to ponder my answer.

"It's okay, Julen. As long as you're okay like this, everything's fine."

At the moment, I didn't understand the tone of his words. Why did he seem so interested in my private life?

"Yes."

"Well, it's time to go."

His motorcycle gleamed brightly. It was a red Harley Davidson.

"Get on. I'm the driver and I'm very good at it."

I obeyed. I climbed onto the motorcycle and took the small seat behind the driver. Christian got closer to me and put the helmet on me.

"If you feel like I'm going too fast, don't hesitate to hold on to me. You can hug me."

Hug him? I guess I could.

"Okay."

He got on, started the engine, and put on his helmet. We started to move forward.

The afternoon was pleasant and I never thought I would spend my weekend like this. The wind hit our bodies, Christian's back shone from the leather of his jacket, and the speed at which we were going, that was the best part. Hug his body! I clung to his back and it wasn't uncomfortable. I didn't know where the hell we were going! But I was enjoying it so much.

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"Did you like the ride?"

"Yes, it was great. Thank you so much!"

We were finishing up our meal, we had stopped at a diner.

"Are you full?"

"The food was good."

He nodded.

"Want an ice cream?"

"No."

"A candy?"

"That would be good," I said sincerely.

He held out his hand to me and in his palm was a giant lollipop.

"For you!" he said.

We were walking in a park where the trees were huge and there was immense tranquility in the air.

"Thank you."

I reached out to take the candy and my fingers brushed against the skin of his palm. We made eye contact and for the first time, he seemed to be genuinely smiling. What did this man feel? Why was he being so nice to me?

"Do you want to go on the swings?"

His request made me laugh and feel happy.

"I never thought you'd suggest something like that."

"You don't like swings?"

"Yes, but you don't seem like the type to go on swings for fun."

His smiling lips were a good sign.

"Actually, I don't usually do things like this, but I saw your interview when you applied for the internship and I heard you like swings."

His words shocked me. Did he really see my interview? Jessi said my interview would be recorded for company records.

"Well, yeah. I like swings."

"Well, come on then. Get on that empty swing."

It was at that moment that curiosity arose in me and I wanted to know something important.

"Christian," I stopped.

"Is something wrong?"

"Why are you being so nice to me?" I wasn't afraid to ask him.

He stopped beside me, making eye contact with me.

"You don't like me being nice? You want me to treat you badly?"

"That's not what I meant. The thing is, it's not very common for an employee to spend leisure time with their boss on the weekend."

"Does it seem uncomfortable to you, what I'm trying to do for you?"

"No. No! Not at all! In fact, I think it's very cool of you, the only thing that makes me curious is why you're being so nice to me."

My words made him think, he pulled a lollipop out of his pocket and ate it. He chewed. He savored it. He examined me with his gaze.

"Don't doubt me."

"Doubt you?"

"What I do for you or for me, don't question it. Just accept it. Is that clear?"

"Yes, but…"

"You're stubborn sometimes and I tolerate it, but please, just accept what I do for you. You make me feel at peace! That's why I seek your company."

He looked away from me and continued walking. I was left speechless! Thinking and rethinking about what he had just told me.

I ran to catch up with him.

"I didn't know that it could cause that in you. Thanks for telling me!" I said when I was by his side.

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