Flashback.
Thursday, July 28th, 2016.
She is sitting comfortably at the office's desk, sipping her tea and writing in her notebook. Lost in thought, she startles and jumps slightly when a deep male voice arrives to her ears:
-Hi. Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you.
Turning around she stands up from her chair and goes to the door where a young man is gazing amused at her.
-Hi. Don't worry, I just wasn't expecting someone at this hour. –She says looking at her watch. –I'm Lily, by the way. The new nanny. –
She says offering a small, shy smile and her hand to shake.
-Mark. Nice to meet you, Lily. – He too cracks a smile for her. Shaking her hand at the same time.
An uncomfortable silence, of not knowing what to say, settles in between them.
Is the first week of being here. She is still trying to get used to everything and discovering all of what is new around her. When exhaustion is not yet weighing heavily on her shoulder. It's the first time she has seen him. The host-mom told her about him but didn't really give much importance, just so she knew that she may be seeing him at home some times.
Emerald eyes staring at her. Expecting.
A light brown lock of hair hangs loosely on his forehead. In wait to be put into place again.
Faint traces of cologne reaching her nose. Daring her closer.
She is almost hypnotized by all of it. By him.
-Well… I was just writing something, if you don't mind me being here, I would like to continue with it now.
-Oh! No, of course. Go on. I will be eating here today; do you want me to call you when I have it prepared? – He asks sheepishly.
-That would be great. Thanks. – giving a pleased look and a tight closed-lip smile. She goes back to her sit and starts her doings again, but she can still feel her presence in the room; before she has time to twist around and ask what's wrong she hears the door being closed.
She can breathe again since he entered the room.
Failing to resume what she was writing, the revolution of thoughts crossing her mind drives her crazy for half an hour until she hears her name being called from downstairs. She startles- again- and goes to check herself to the mirror of the bathroom and wash her hands before going to the kitchen.
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-So, how are you doing here? Do you like this?
They have moved from the kitchen table to the comfy armchairs in the lounge, each with a cup of hot tea. They have yet to stop doing small talk and start talking about something else, Lily is thinking about it when he asks the "big question".
She doesn't really know what to say. Being as reserved as she is, will he believe her when she says the typical "everything is fine"? Or does she need to tell him about the things she is noticing don't fit well in her common routine?
Oh gosh Lily! Stop eating your head about this nonsense and answer once for all!
-I've been only here one week, I think I am doing fine and I kind of like all of this, but I guess it's too soon to know anything for sure. − she finally says, sipping from her cup afterwards -and burning her tongue in the process-.
It's not as she doesn't expect him to ask that, but it is a little difficult to explain the feeling she has right now, and it's not like she is going to unravel her darkest secrets (if she actually had) to him, someone she just met, and with whom she has no trust at all. Right? Private as she is. Right?
-Yeah, you're right. I just wanted to tell you that you can talk to me whenever you want. In fact, I will give you my number so you can text me when you feel like it, and we could meet too…− he finishes faltering on the lasts words, seeing as Lily's eyes have gone from normal to wide when he has said about getting her his number and placing the little piece of paper on the arm of her chair and realizing her expression. – Is something wrong?
-What? Oh, no, no, don't worry, just thinking− clasped lips replace the soft smile she has worn all over their meal, her eyes avoiding his, jumping from one shelf to the next one.
Again that silence descends over them. He eventually decides is better if he goes and says:
-Okay− he sighs−Okay then. I am going to leave now; I have to be at work in an hour. Maybe I will come by in the morning, tomorrow. Will I see you, or are you going somewhere?
She is just staring at him. She can't seem to stop looking at him.
Hearing only the last part of what he said, she answers:
-No, I'm still unpacking my suitcases, so I will be here. – she finishes with that, and her tight smile appears again on her delicate face.
-Alright. See you tomorrow, then. Bye. –he says cheerfully, walking to the door.
-Bye.
Lily stands from her sit, takes his and her cups and places them in the kitchen sink, then gets everything she needs to prepare the snack for the girls.
On her reverie, she misses hearing the door shut firmly after Mark.
She is all but lost on her thoughts. Thinking briefly that it's been quite some time since she has been so gone in a person. A male-person. And that it's going to be fun having him in here.
In the end, a petite smile is formed on her face. And a tuneful melody is escaping from her lips.
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A/N: Hope you like it. I think there are some expressions/idioms that you (english speakers) wouldn't say, but I don't really find the correct ones, I hope you understand it well and appreciate it anyway. Thanks. New update soon.