
We got to the winery and farm of our family later. I invited him to meet my younger brother, he has also known him since high school because he often went home. Because we were friends, so our parents also knew each other and eventually became friends, Mamma knew I asked her help to help me study, Mamma liked Monica since she met him.
But he was different from my other friends, he was never interested in the events of the hurrah, the fun with the popular clubs in school.
He was a good boy and was not affected by me at all... Over time I realized I wasn't going to ask her. I felt like a bad influence beside him. Mamma even said I should have been nicer to Monica, but Monica was still Monica, she chose to be my friend and didn't care about the girls chasing me.
We were close and the girls who were jealous of my closeness to her sometimes made trouble with her. I took pity on her and learned not to be too close to her at school, she understood, but I always told her anything if we were at home. Fortunately, it only happens in high school...
Franco gave him some sort of SOP guidebook as his study material, also told him he would find a candidate to be promoted to his winery manager soon.
He was enthusiastic about seeing our facelitas, taking photos and taking lots of notes, it seemed like he had a lot to learn. The important thing is I'll make it home late today.
Now I'm gonna take her to dinner at home.
Actually, when I came home yesterday, I asked Mamma to talk. About my desire to make Monica my lover, but I also realized Monica wouldn't believe me.
"I just realized Mamma, I was never comfortable when my boyfriend asked for commitment, not that I didn't want to do it, just that it didn't feel right. I don't know why I feel that way."
"Then why do you think about Monica?" Mamma was curious.
"Someone told me, I might have a place where I could tell all my stories without any burden, I could sit without talking beside him for hours without being disturbed, I just realized there was something like that... The only. After all this time I was never comfortable committing to anyone" Mamma patted me on the shoulder, smiling at me.
"Mamma's glad you're finally back to a good girl, you're gonna have to try to convince her. Mamma didn't think Monica didn't see you at all, but she also felt she wasn't a rival to your popular girls. She's the logical woman to be dealing with a jerk like you. After all, you've rarely met since you've been back in college, so you guys can probably have a relationship." Mama laughs and thinks I'm a jerk too, she's said many times I'll get my karma for playing with girls. "...tomorrow why don't you take him to eat at home, so you can talk to him more. Take it easy Mamma will support you." I'm glad he also directly agreed to my desire to have a serious relationship with Monica.
"Monica let's go home, let's eat first. Mamma said to tell you to eat at home."
"Really, don't I bother you..."
"You treat our home like someone else's. Let's go, I'm hungry." I pulled his hand into the car. This time it felt different to hold her hand, but she definitely took it for granted. He's not distracted.