THE BALLERINA SECRET LOVE
Part 57's. Trust Issue
"Understand Miss, friends are friends. Not a lover, we understand very well." It seems like a funny thing for the two bodyguards, maybe after too much seeing various types of women they get used to and I am another type again.
"Good, let's go get some food." This Director doesn't mind following my hand.
And I brought them to try those good Asian foods, sha lung pau, pork bun, pecking duck bun, he said, various dimsum sold at my favorite restaurant and Mother from the past when she could still call these foods. Now unfortunately he can only eat very little because of his strict diet.
"Where did you learn to eat here." Now that I bought them a pork bun at a restaurant whose steam was visible from the outside, some people lined up with us. The atmosphere is quite crowded here.
"Mom and I eat here often. What's delicious?" I even bought them boba brown sugar which they really liked. I laughed because they bought their second glass.
I bought Jonhny and Juan too. We were like a bunch of tourists getting lost in Chinatown.
"Enak-good." He eats voraciously, it seems he can accept this, at least not as expensive as I had to treat him to a Michelin restaurant in Manhattan there.
Everyone is happy as it seems.
"Let's take you home." I'm not resisting. My apartment's not that far.
"You like me eating like I go for a walk?"
"Like of course." I'm quite suprise he doesn't complain I eat like this.
"really? We mostly eat standing with people." This may be different from his habit of always sitting quietly in an expensive restaurant.
"I don't have a problem. Next time let's go again." I grimaced, not expecting this Mr. Director to not protest by eating while walking around.
"Next week let's eat again."
"What?"
"You don't work every Monday night. Come with me for dinner."
"Any Monday Night?"
"No, I saw Mom on Staten Island as usual on vacation. Today I'm looking for a place to rent here."
"If you have a need and can't just say it."
"Yes, okay."
Why does he need me as a friend? Doesn't she have a boyfriend.
"You got a boyfriend?" I haven't asked him yet he's asked.
"Not got, at least for now."
"Hmm, okay. So there shouldn't be any problems."
"Yes, there's no problem."
"Your best friend isn't jealous if you're with me. Maureen?"
"Maybe. But a good friend is still a good friend, I have no more obligations than a good friend." I grimaced at his explanation.
"You never had a boyfriend?" It's my turn to ask now.
"I have a problem with the trust issue, if there's a slight flaw in my feelings I don't want to continue anything." Trust issue's? Maybe this playboy also once lied to women so he had a trust issue with women .
**Trust issue is the tendency of a person not to trust the people around him. This condition can be shown in various forms of attitudes and behavior. Not only always in terms of romance, trust issues can also be related to friendship, family, to the work environment.
"I lied to you too, why don't you try to stay away from me as well."
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