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A/N:I'm not English Native speaker, so you might find some typos or grammar mistakes, I do apologize for that. I hope you enjoy it.


Chris' POV

The night after our agreement was not the best, as it was the first night I was completely sober and once again witnessed the other side of Scarlet. It was already night, around 9 o'clock. I was sitting on the couch when I saw her coming out of the hallway, all well-produced and striking makeup.

The very cold weather had given a break and I saw her wearing her striking long red coat and high heels, her legs were out, she was probably wearing something short. Her hair was tied in a ponytail this time, and, as usual, the night Scarlet wore striking colonies, and this time I felt that it was a very provocative sweet scent when she passed by me without saying much and shut the door.

As much as I did not find the right questions to ask about her, seeing her like that made me wonder what her night job would be. Of course, this was not something that really bothered me or made me question her person, but it was intriguing to see two facets so different in the same woman. The docile and gentle woman of daylight and the Femme Fatale at night.

I watched television bored for long hours, after all, watching something in a language that you are completely unaware sucks! However, that's what I had to do. After a while, I decided it was time to try to sleep, even without a trace of sleep, but even then, I went to the bedroom and took my sleep stuff. Then I made a light evening snack. No alcohol to appease the emotions or even the same boredom, this was the new rule of the house.

The hours did not seem to pass, but for a brief period, I dozed and was awakened by the noise in the door lock. I looked at the time, it was 4:30 in the morning. It was still dark outside, but I realized I had forgotten the lights in the room turned on and I could see the state in which Scarlet had arrived.

"Oh, you're awake." She said a little surprised

"Yeah, just took a nap, couldn't sleep."

"I'm sorry for had woken you up… But I'm very sleepy. See you later." She said turning off the lights and headed to her bedroom

As much as I was relieved to see her back safe and sound, I still could not stop worrying imagining her alone in the night, but apparently, she was fine, yet exhausted. I noticed that her makeup was a bit blurry, no lipstick and little bit of messy hair, I also noticed the smell of alcohol and cigarette on her... But as far as I know, she's not a smoker.

I moved my head to dispel my thoughts, it was not the time to think about something that did not even refer to me. I did not have the right to judge my savior's life; after all, I did not even know who I was or what kind of life I lived before we met. All I knew and cared about was the way I was treated and welcomed at that beautiful blonde's house.


It was after noon when I woke up. I packed my bed and waited for Scarlet to wake up too, so I could use the bathroom.
It was not long before I heard the noise on the bedroom door and saw my beautiful host coming out of the hall wearing a pair of shorts that revealed her shapely legs, a purple crochet cardigan and a black cropped top. Scarlett definitely had a very feminine figure with all the curves in the right places. I was so attentive to her delicate features and natural beauty that I did not even listen to her greeting me.

"Are you okay?" she asked

I shook my head to disperse the thoughts and then nodded, "Yeah…"

"Really?" she said clearly confused by my signs

"Yeah!"

"Did you already eat something?"

"No, actually I just woke up… I was just waiting for you to get up so I could use the bathroom."

"Oh, I'm sorry if I made you wait too long. I slept more than I expected."

"It's alright."

"By the way, I woke up starving, but I'm not in the mood for home cooking, how about we go out to have lunch?" She spoke with a smile as she sat on the armrest of the couch and I could smell the very soft fragrance of her cologne

"Sounds great, but…" I said passing my hands on my empty pockets, "I'll pay you when I get some money."

"Oh come on! It's on me!" she spoke slapping me on the shoulder, "Do you really think I'm going to charge food? Don't worry about it… plus, I'm the one inviting!" she said with a smile that just made her even more beautiful

"Alright then, I'll be right back." I nodded and then passed by her

(**)

When we left Scarlet's house, I noticed that her house was lavender and two stories high. Scarlet commented that the iron staircase on the corner led to her private gym and that I could train there too to pass the time while I had some free time. That's when I discovered a little more about her.

As we walked, Scarlet told me some curiosities about the small town, and I could not help noticing the traffic from the street where she lived. Souvenir shops and handicrafts. We walked for about 15 minutes and I realized that little by little that girl with few words, gradually opened to me.

At no point I did see any of the neighbors greeting her, she did not even greet anyone either, and this caught my attention. I even thought it was because of me. However, she did not seem to care, so why should I? Although we perceived the attentive stares on us.

We arrived at a corner restaurant, with a nice and cozy atmosphere and overlooking the river that cut the city. The waiter soon brought us the Menu and of course, I did not understand anything. It was my realization that it really was not a common place for tourists, so people did not bother to learn a language other than theirs. Nevertheless, I'm glad I had my translator with me. We ordered a typical local food.

While we waited for our request, we were talking about various things, including what I wanted to know more about her, within the limit of her exposure of course.

"I really liked this place, especially the street of colorful houses full of flowers. They made a beautiful contrast ... but this restaurant was the one that most captivated me. I did not imagine the city was so beautiful and distinctive like that." I commented while admiring the river running

"Yes, it is very beautiful here, even though it is a small village. In the spring it is much more colorful and has some regions that are still highlighted, such as in the lake and central park."

"I'll want to see that!"

"In 2 or 3 months you'll be able to see."

"And you go with me."

Scarlet could not contain her smile, "I will, but you will not need a tourist guide for that because by then you'll have already met the whole city."

"But it's not about the tourism, it's about the company."

Scarlet made a face that she did not know what to say and just smiled

I cleared my throat, realizing the embarrassment of the moment, "I mean ... in the sense of your company... it's because I have a lot of consideration for you and for now you're my only friend here... so nothing better than enjoying the good things in life with friends." Now it was my turn to have a slight embarrassment in my explanation

"I understood what you meant and even agreed on the question of the company of friends..."

"I thought I'd gotten past the line in my review because of your reaction."

"I did not think it was bad and I even liked your idea... it's just strange that a man wants to be my friend."

At that moment I was about to say something, but the waiter interrupted our conversation just in time.

Scarlet had a habit of talking little or nothing during meals, so what I had to do was respect that even in our lunch. For a moment I considered returning to the subject of friendship, but I preferred to let it go, after all, it becomes taboo the friendship between man and woman.

"Will you have dessert?" Scarlet asked.

"Yes, I do, if it's not some inconvenience."

Scarlet laughed a little, "No trouble at all!"

Once again I needed her help with the translation and from that moment, I was determined to learn even the basics of the local language, it would be crucial for me to get a good job.

"Have you always lived here?" I asked politely.

"Yes." She nodded, "I was born and raised here, even though I have lived in two neighboring countries for a few years."

"Is that how you learned English?"

"Not really ... I learned English when I became a model many years ago."

"Are you a model?"

"No! I already worked as a model, but I didn't continue the carrier. "

"But you could still do it ..."

"I'm already old."

"Old? Where? You're not old! I will not give you more than 30!"

Scarlet could not stand it and burst into laughter, of course not so loud, "Thank you, Handsome, but you can give me more than 30 for sure!"

"Ah, come on! Are you over 30? "

"Yes I am!"

"I'm not going to ask how old you are because I do not think women like to talk about age."

"I do not have any problems about my age."

"No?"

"Nope, I'm 31 years old."

"You do not look 31! Right now, you do not look 31, I give you the maximum of 27, but when you wear more make up you look older in the maximum of 30! "

"Thanks, I'll start saying I'm 27 years old then." She joked

"I would not contest it!"

The waiter that brought us the desserts once again interrupting our conversation. We ended up changing subjects after that. We talked randomly about other things while we had our desserts. Her cellphone ranged several times, but she ignore all of them. When we were finished, Scarlet did the payment so we could leave back home.

"Let's go another way, I'm going to show you a bit more of the town."

"Sure!" I followed her, "So you used to be a model huh?" I said randomly, or should I say, continuing our talk

"Yeah... that was ages ago." She replied with a faint smile, "When I used to be a stupid dreamer..." she sighed in frustration

"Stupid dreamer?"

"Yeah... when I was a teenager and I thought I would have all the time to make my decisions, to get in a level of status that I did not think and I thought I was bigger than I really am."

"It looks like you've had tough moments in your life."

"Do not we all?" She replied turning to me

"Yeah, but ..." I made a pause to think if I should really continue that subject; It looked like that was not the proper moment to get into deep matters.

"But what?"

"Never mind... I think we are having a good time to get talking about sad things."

"Yeah, agreed." She said smiling softly.

We continued our walk, while she showed me some of her favorite spots, until we stopped by a bijoux shop. Scarlet was in heaven with all those glowing and colorful objects; they did not have high monetary value, but still, I could see she enjoyed it as much. That shop was not my thing, so I walked to the nearby one, which sold men's clothing.


Scarlet's POV

I was entertained with so many beautiful and bright pieces. If I could buy all, after all, it's always good to have a new look for work or some special occasion that always appears out of nowhere.

I did not even see where my handsome tenant had gone, but I figured he'd look at some store of his interest. I did not care where he would be, after all, it would not be difficult to find him.

After some time, after making some new purchases, I left the store looking for my 'Greek god' ... yeah, that's what I heard in a conversation of some customers in the store and apparently he was not so infamous as I thought.

However, before I could reach him, I heard a familiar voice calling my name; I looked to the side and saw my longtime friend.

"J.D.! How long!"

"It's true, I missed you my friend." He spoke with a broad smile hugging me tightly, "What happened? I saw your calls on my phone, but I was out of town and I arrived this morning. "

"Oh, it was nothing serious. It's over. "

"But tell me, what was it? I was very worried since you're not the calling type. "

"It's because I needed your help, but Yana already helped me."

"What was it? You know I hate to be curious! "

"I needed some old male clothes to give to a friend of mine."

"A friend? What Friend? Since when do you have a male friend besides me? "He said with a joke.

"You are not my friend, you are my soul brother!"

"Oh how cute! But tell me, what friend is that? "

"Is that one over there?" I said with a slight nod, "Look slow! It's the one with the green t-shirt. "I said helplessly.

J.D. immediately looked back, without any discretion and it almost killed me with shame, "J.D.! I told you to look slow! "

"Friend, that's not a friend, it's a god!" he said delighted with the view

I could not help but laugh, it was the second time I'd heard the same word about the same man.

"Eva, you're red! Tell me this story and in details! I've never seen you blushing like this! "

"I'm laughing at you and the shame you put me through. You looked right at the time he looked! "

"And you silly, you getting this red didn't help it and just confirmed everything. Congratulations!" he said with a mock

"Shut Up J.D., I'm going to crackle up here!"

"Eva, you're hiding the game, the hottie's not just your friend, is he?" he said with a teasing face

"I do not even know what he's mine ..." I shrugged

"I knew it! Now I understand when Yana had told me you were changed. "

"Shut up! That's not it!"

"No? So tell me!"

"You will not let me talk, you keep interrupting me."

"Oh my friend, I'm sorry, but it's because he's a Greek god! I can not help myself! But I'm super happy for you!"

"Stop it! You are imagining things that are not true. That man ... the Greek god ... is a guy I helped and now he is living in my house ... "

"Uh, what? Are you two already living together? " he said gesturing in a shocked face

"Yes, we live together, but not for the reason you're thinking."

"Why not? You never let men in your house unless they're 'special' like me! "

"Well, he's special, but ..."

"Ohhh, so you're saying he's on 'my team' and I have chances if you do not get jealous in sharing?"

"That detail I do not know. If he's on 'your team' it's you who have to find out and then tell me."

"Hmmm...Is he looking?" he asked

"Yeah."

"So he's jealous."

"Jealous of what? He's nothing to me!"

"You'll see he's worried about the guy next to his lady..." he teased again

"Shut up! He's coming! I'll introduce you to him."

"What?"

"Ah, detail, he is American and has amnesia." I spoke quickly in my native language, in time my host did not listen to my slight instruction.


Chris' POV

As I left the store, I saw Scarlet talking to a man. They seemed to be very close for so much she laughed. I'm not sure if I should approach or not, after all, it's her friend and not mine.
I watched them both in the distance, respecting their privacy, but the conversation was taking longer than I expected and when I realized that Scarlet had noticed me, I finally found the courage to approach and socialize.

"Hey Handsome, this is my soul brother J.D." she said with a large smile

"Soul brother?" I could not help commenting.

"Hello, Handsome ... Nice to meet you!" The man greeted me with a broad smile and I found it a little strange the way and tone he called me Handsome,

"Likewise J.D." I replied in a single tone keeping just a friendly expression.

"So J.D., I call him Handsome because of his amnesia, but we're still studying a fictitious name for him"

"Ah understood! I thought it was because of the proximity you have since you form a beautiful couple."

"What? NO! We are not a couple." I chuckled

"J.D.!" Scarlet snapped poking slightly her elbow on his arm.

"Ouch, Eva! Sorry, I just said my opinion."

'Eva?' I repeated in thought, and I noticed the quick glance that my beautiful roomie gave me, and for a brief second I saw the panic in her eyes. I held my impulse to verbalize my astonishment and ignored the slight disagreement between them.

"So... I just had an idea. J.D… Since you could not help me yesterday, but I believe you can help from now on."

"On what?"

"You have more social contact than I do, so you could suggest him as a repairman. He knows how to fix any kind of machine, repairs or electricity."

"Oh really?"

"Yes, but there is one issue... he only speaks English. So the ideal picture would be customers who understand his language."

"Ah, I understood... but how do I get in touch?"

"You let me know and I'll give him the message, or you know where we live and could go there."

"Oh it's true... Eva!" he nodded, "Well, the chat is very good, but I have to go. I loved meeting you... "he said giving a goodbye hug on her," and it was great to meet you." he looked at me with a smile

The farewell was not long and then the blonde-haired woman and I headed back home. I could notice the silence in her, in contrast to her radiant humor until we found J.D.

We both knew the true reason for that distant silence, but surely that slight skid hurt more in one than in the other. I mean, just in her. Until then, I did not think I could condemn the slight omission on her part. I always knew she had not told me her real name from the moment I asked. However, the truth was that neither of us expected that we would have to live any longer than those few initial hours. None of us was looking for each other, but we ended up meeting.

I for example do not even know my own name yet and I am aware that any name I use for now will be a 'lie' compared to my birth register. Of course they are distinct 'lies', but my point of view is that I am nobody to judge the warm hand that saved me from my possible death and nothing could stain that view I had of her... the view I had of that woman, Of that kind soul. Nothing could stain the concept I had of that person. Gratitude, it was the biggest bond that connected me to that mysterious woman that little by little I was deciphering her and I was in no hurry at all doing it. We did not even have a week that we knew each other, but it was a fact that our relationship gradually intensified, after all, the truth would not escape the living under the same ceiling.

"Nice to meet you, Evana."

"Nice to meet you too, Handsome."


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