"Please, don't joke around." The tone of my voice is serious and flat, yet he still got the guts to find it entertaining that I'm somehow not agreeing with him to call him by his name from now on.He sighed, calming his own self as if he also got tired concerning the possibility that he find my state funny. "I'm not, okay? I mean, all I'm saying is feel free to call me by my name. I won't mind at all. Like how you are letting me call you 'Eve'." But you're my boss, and I'm just your secretary. My mind wanted me to point that out for him. But it also decided not to since witnessing this version of the one and only Conrad Easton right now is such a pleasure. It even might be a dream come true for others, yet for me, I obtained it without trying so hard at all.It's an opportunity that not everyone holds the chance to achieve.With that, I consider myself lucky."Can we just eat?"Shocked with what I said, I have no idea where that came from but at least I was still capable of keeping a

After eating breakfast, Feliza and I decided to watch a movie. We settled ourselves in front of the TV and we sat on the floor, instead of sitting on the couch. This is a kind of habit that we both have when we're spending time together. We always have this belief system in our heads that the floor is better than the couch. As someone who grew up in Chicago with my aunt, I can totally agree with that because my aunt and I used to sit on the floor instead on the chairs.Speaking of my aunt, she never replied to my messages. I don't understand why, and I'm thinking that maybe there's something wrong. To be honest, I'm kind of worried. I can't communicate with her through my phone. So, I decided to write a letter for her instead. It was sent all the way to Chicago and I hope that she gets it soon. I'm also hoping that I will finally get a response from her. I also attached two photos of myself that was taken by Feliza on my 27th birthday. I was blowing the candles on top of a cake, the o

"Is your villa far?" Out of nowhere, I asked.He turned to me for a second and then he focused back on the road again. "Sort of. It's away from the city." Hearing his answer was enough for me to turn some music on while we're on a ride.Hotline Bling by Drake blasted and it pushed away the silence between us. The silence that I wanted to push away, yet not unbearable and awkward.From time to time, Conrad would sing along and it would put a smile on my lips. We spent the whole ride listening to songs while I'm still looking outside the window. I just waited and waited until my eyes laid on a huge villa that has a fountain in the middle. Some coconut trees on each side, and innumerable people everywhere. Drinking, conversing, and dancing to the loud music playing.The villa is so lively especially with the playful colorful lights.I turned to Conrad whose eyes are already on me. "I thought it'd only be you and your close friends?" He chuckled, "I never said anything like that." Conrad

I just smiled at the scene we came across. They seem cute, honestly. They seem like they make a really good couple. It's just that, whenever I remember what Feliza told me back then when we were eating chips and drinking juice in their house, is what corrupted my mind into thinking that they don't get along. And that, Feliza is the one trying every possible way for them to survive their marriage.Maybe I'm wrong. Maybe there's something I'm not allowed to see or to witness. Something so sacred that they don't want to expose to anyone else. I understand them though, I understand them very well.And it's because an experience of mine made me learn before that when you expose something beautiful to people that doesn't see things the way that you do, it will never be appreciated in a way like how you wanted for it to bloom."Let's dance?" Conrad's voice filled my ears when he asked me in a shouting manner. He has to ask me that way due to the loud music that's blasting and echoing through

"Hey, I'm just asking. I know that I shouldn't be thinking about things that doesn't concern me." His voice sounded a bit playful that he's trying to suppress. But no matter how hard he is suppressing it, there's still a small smile formed by his lips visible enough for me to see."To answer your question, well, uh." I started stroking my chin as if I'm thinking of possible best answers to respond. I'm acting like it's a hard question as I capture his sea green eyes with mine whenever that he's turning to me for a couple of seconds. "Well, Mr. Easton. I don't have a boyfriend." I smiled widely, but it was also somehow meaningful."How about a fuck buddy?"I gasped and gaped at him, "What?!" And one of my hands automatically smacks his shoulder. "You can't be so serious right now, Conrad. How could you ask me that?" Disbelief can be heard in my voice, but all that I got in return is a playful laughter from him."What? Come on, Eve. We're adults. I won't define you any less if you say