Chapter 4
"Um... Actually, I saw a woman's picture in your room. I think she's your wife or your girlfriend... I just want to avoid any... misunderstanding. What if she suddenly comes home and sees me here?" I said.
Eron chuckled and scratched his eyebrow. "No, she's not my wife or my girlfriend. It's, um... kinda complicated to explain. I've been in love with her for years now, but she loves another man, so... It's just a childish unrequited love, or whatever you call it."
I was stunned by what he said. I don't know why I didn't feel relieved... So, there's really no chance at all, huh.
I just shook my head and pushed that thought away. Here I go again with these nonsense thoughts. I just met this guy tonight, for heaven's sake... He might not even be trustworthy and there's something weird about him, but I'm thinking all sorts of things.
"So, what are you planning to do now? Are you leaving?" he asked, taking his cigarette again and taking a drag.
"Um, I-I guess I'll just wait for my dress to get dry. I just thought you had a girlfriend or something; I just don't want any trouble," I said, holding my arm.
Eron laughed again. "I don't have one... Why? Are you going to set me up with someone?" he asked playfully.
"H-Huh? N-No."
"I'm just kidding... By the way, you can go to sleep now. You can also eat in the kitchen if you want." He pointed in the direction of the kitchen. He took his phone again and put the cigarette between his lips.
I just nodded and went to the kitchen. His kitchen was big too, but there weren't many utensils. Maybe he doesn't cook often.
I just opened his fridge and got a bottled water and drank it. I sighed and held the back of my neck... Why don't I want to leave this place yet? Did Eron cast some weird spell on me? Why am I having a crush on him like a teenager? I just met him.
I just shook my head and went out of the kitchen. I saw Eron was still on the couch and seemed to be talking on the phone.
"Fuck buddy? You're too much, man. I just came back from a war for our country, and that's what you're going to greet me with?" Eron said with a laugh to the person he was talking to.
I gasped... Fuck buddy?
"Well, I'd like to... But Hera likes commitments. I'm not in for that. I want a fuck buddy who won't demand commitment or a relationship... just plain sex," Eron added.
I just swallowed and clutched the hem of the shirt I was wearing. I don't know what I should feel about what he said.
I flinched when Eron looked at me after he finished his phone call.
"Hey, why are you just standing there? Aren't you sleepy yet?" he asked and puffed on his cigarette.
"Um... Can I ask you something?"
He let out a sexy chuckle. "You're already asking, Cristina."
"Um... Didn't you say you love the woman in the picture in your room? Then why are you looking for a f-fuck buddy?" I asked. I couldn't even say the word "fuck" properly.
Eron took his cigarette away from his lips. He licked his lower lip and chuckled while staring at me.
"Well, I have needs... if you know what I mean... I wouldn't look for a fuck buddy if she were my girlfriend, but she's not, so... that's it."
I was stunned by what he said. I swallowed again and looked away from him.
"I can be your fuck buddy."
What the hell? What the hell did I just say? I have to take it back... I'll take it back.
Eron puffed on his cigarette again and chuckled. "Are you sure? I bet you heard what I said earlier: I don't want a fuck buddy who demands commitment or a romantic relationship."
I looked at him. He's staring intently at me with a slight smirk on his sexy lips.
"I-I won't demand for something like that... I have sexual needs too. I-I think we can be fuck buddies."
My mind has been contradicting me, but I don't know why what I'm saying is the opposite... I think I'm really going crazy.
Eron leaned back against the backrest while staring at me. I just swallowed and adjusted my glasses... My goodness, I shouldn't have removed my contact lenses.
Eron grinned and touched his bottom lip while staring at me... "Well... why not?"
I just blinked at his response. I honestly didn't expect him to agree... I mean, I look simple. I'm not that pretty. I was expecting him to refuse, which is why a part of me was confident enough to say that.
Confident? Who are you fooling, Cristina? Your legs are literally shaking right now!
"So... don't you have anything else to say?" he asked and puffed on his cigarette again.
"Um... a-actually, I was just kidding," I mumbled and avoided his gaze.
Eron chuckled and caressed the back of his neck. "How disappointing, Cristina. We haven't even started, and you're already backing out?" he asked, teasingly.
"I-I'm sorry... my joke had gone too far," I mumbled and fixed my eyeglasses.
"It's fine. You don't look like the type who settles for that kind of setup, anyway." He smirked at me. "I didn't take your words seriously in the first place anyway."
I just bit my lower lip and nodded... This is too awkward. He can keep the conversation going smoothly, and here I am, acting like an awkward teenager at this age.
"So... aren't you going to sleep yet?" he asked and puffed on his cigarette for the last time before he put it in the ashtray.
"I can't sleep," I just answered.
"Why? Do you want to talk about it?" he asked and tapped the space beside him.
I just swallowed and gripped the shirt I'm wearing tighter. He's so calm and cool with this. How is it possible that he doesn't feel any awkwardness at all? Or maybe he doesn't feel anything in my presence? I don't know... and I don't know why I'm overthinking over this small matter.
"Damn, girl. You're stiff and awkward." Eron chuckled and scratched his eyebrow.
He noticed it, too. My goodness.
"I'm sorry," I just said, holding my arm.
"Hmm... maybe I still look harmful and dangerous to you." He stood up and went in my direction.