Paint my love

Coffee

Daniel's POV

Work day again, but this time, I'm more inspired, motivated and creative as ever. All of my ideas are running in my head like a factory. Most of my meetings with clients are very smooth, they love my designs and how I rendered it, which I finished really fast. So my boss is so happy that I get to have another early out. He told me that I'm quite different today and it's a good different. He doesn't talk too much like me, so he let me off around 2:00PM. I sent a text to Jillian that I'm free to have coffee. She replied that we can have coffee at the Hotel's Café. What a fancy way to have a coffee date. Well, not a date yet. I'm not sure if I can ask her those type of questions. But I'll never know until I ask her, so I think I can ask her indirectly. You know, the subtle way of asking about love life is by asking "How's your love life?" Haha! Funny.

I was waiting in the hotel café when I saw Camille again. When will she stop harassing me? These are the type of girls that I really hate back in college. That's why I never mingle with them. Camille was one of those girls and I try to avoid them all the time. 

"So what brings you here? Client meeting? Coffee date?" she asked me. 

"None of your business. Back off while I'm still in a good mood." I told her that. I think Jillian heard it because she was laughing when I saw her. I immediately changed my mood which made Camille really pissed and walked away. I said hi to Jillian and then she asked me, " What was that? I think she likes you."

"Oh please. Not you too!" I said while I chuckle.

"Hey Daniel, I know you don't like those type of girls but don't be too mean." she said it while smiling and I don't know if she's happy that I'm mean to Camille or she's happy that I'm not flirting with other girls except her. 

"She won't stop if I'm still a gentleman. She's always like that when we were in college. I never knew I'll meet some college classmates here. That's why I went here again, to forget that I'm the most good looking guy there." Jillian laughed so hard that I heard her snort. It's cute actually. I like it. 

"Oops! So sorry but I can't help it. You know, you have that confidence in you. It's just that you don't see it yet. At least you know you really are good looking."

"So you think I'm really good looking?" I asked her seriously. Like using my serious tone but deep inside I'm really kidding her.

"Well, yeah. You are. I find your dimples cute." She said it while looking away as if she wants to order a coffee. But I see her blushing. It's so pretty. I laughed when she said that. "I was just joking Jillian. I didn't mean that question."

"See, you are being mean mister! Now I know why you don't have a girlfriend. You're a dork." I love her sense of humor. We just laughed on that issue and we changed to topic to some geeky things you don't want to hear about. We talked about music and arts a lot. Like the type of genre that she really likes, aside her career as a professional musician. She also asked me about art since she knows that I'm a geek with those kind of things. It comes with my architectural background so we talked a lot about it.

"Did you know that I want to be an architect too? That's why I like this our little talk about art and other weird stuff that other people think weird. haha! Do you know what I mean?"

"I know exactly how you feel. Only my older sister can tolerate this kind of geekiness in me. And oh, I'll add you to the list. I'm just happy to have someone to talk about these things. Well, enough of our geek mode, I'd like to ask something. That is, if you don't mind. I don't want to cross the line."

"Go. Shoot. I'm not as Asian as you think so you can ask me anything."

"Alright. I'm not as American as you may think." She squeals and smiled at me. "Can you tell me about your love life? I promise to tell mine too."

She looked at me with her serious Asian eyes while drinking her coffee. "Where should I start?" 

"Jillian, it's okay if you're not comfortable talking about it."

"No Daniel, it's fine. I think I can talk about this now so that I can finally move on. And even though we barely know each other, I think I can tell you a little bit about this. Would that be fine?" I nodded and listened to her very intently. 

"He was.. my first love. You know, being a girl that have a lot of restrictions from parents, I really want to break free. I shouldn't have. I should have waited. That was like five years of wasted lies, and also giving away my, you know, that card." I wasn't sure what particular card is that. I'm quite dumbfounded and all I can say is, "Okay, that's a lot already actually. And I have totally no idea what particular card is that."

She laughed and said, "You are indeed different from a normal American boy. I mean, don't tell me you haven't even kissed a girl." I laughed too and told her, "I did once. When I was in middle school and I regretted it. The girl liked it too much that she kissed me back. Those memories are the ones I wish to bury on the ground." She laughed so hard that her small eyes became even smaller. It's so cute.

"You're really weird. I'm starting to think that you're gay. Why would you regret a kiss?"

"Well it was a game of truth and dare. I didn't know that girl has a crush on me. It was supposedly a smack but that flirt wanted a real kiss." I shook my head with complete disgust when I remembered it. "The truth is, I'm really reserving myself for my dream girl. It's something that guys nowadays don't do because all they do is date a lot, sleep around, and the likes. My mom raised me as someone who would value myself higher than what society will think."

"That's deep. Your dream girl will be so happy to hear that. I just hope when you find her, we're still friends."

"I think I found her already." s**t. I'm in trouble.