
Why when I'm here he doesn't take a chance,
Maybe I thought it was too bad or he just didn't want to find trouble with a complicated girl like me.
But her sweetness made me think she was watching me. Sighing deeply, I swept my romantic thoughts to the corner. I promised myself I wouldn't allow myself romantic thoughts towards the Director I couldn't reach.
We were just 'good friends' thinking I could go further with him was a mistake.
That morning the notice that the 30,000 money had gone into my account came. This legal spy job is indeed profitable, in this month I raised 45,000 dollars.
I was happy to see the numbers on my account. Exit the room with a big smile, I have to thank Francoise for letting me stay here.
"Someone seems happy today." I smiled at him. I don't want to mention that little addition to her, embarrassing.
"No, just saw a little message from a friend."
"Let's have breakfast. Coffee or tea, I make sandwiches for us." He was friendly and made me look at him with a big smile and a hot face.
This weekend morning I saw Mr. Director sitting in the pantry at his house making his own coffee and breakfast. He even made me a sandwich. He wears a white T-shirt with home-made trousers. This is him who is at home, the other side of him who is more relaxed.
Is this because I'm here, he should have just sent the housekeeper. But he's being sweet now. I'm flattered. Maybe I'm a nobody but get treated so sweet who's not flattered. But why did he do this, what was the reason for being so good.
Even he prepared fruit‐fruits and berries there. He took out the croisant with a filling of raisin and almonds. Very healthy food and prepared with sweet.
"Don't be fussy, if you bother me I won't bring you here, do you want tea or coffee?" I chuckled and was still fascinated by the personal chef I got this morning.
"Coffee just." He put a mug in front of me and poured my coffee. Take the sugar, milk and creamer in front of me. "Thank you." I sighed, this good friend is indeed too sweet.
But obviously good friends are boundaries. Like he said, maybe he's not too bad. And I don't have to worry about being tormented being around her by imagining her doing something.
"You are kind. How I repay your kindness I have nothing on me."
"I didn't ask you to return me."
"That's not fair. Tell me what you want from me."
"alright. Be honest, be a friend, don't lie to me anymore." I was silent about his request.
"That's all? Honest and be friends?"
"that's all. I don't want a bedmate, be my friend. A friend I can trust,..." He doesn't want a romantic relationship just a strange platonic. I just found out he could ask for something like that.