(Michelle POV)
Anthony nodded his head and then looked at the table. He furrowed his brows a little, and I wondered what was running in his head. Oh god, did he understand what I'm doing? Will he be rejecting my advances? No! No way!
"Uh… I'm sorry… I know this is a bit… I hope it's ah… please, sit down…." I said trying to explain. Gods. I wanted to bang my head somewhere. Did I even make sense?
Anthony chuckled, perhaps understanding my predicament. "No, it's alright. I should be the one thanking auntie for preparing a lot. I just thought that it must have been troublesome for you to carry all these here. Let's sit?"
Please just take my soul. Holy mother, even his laughter at my expense was like the sounds of an angel to my ears. Not wanting to sound as idiotic as I did earlier, I just nodded my head and sat down.
Anthony pulled the chair in front of him then sat down only after I did. Hallelujah, amen, he's the most gentlemanly guy I have ever had the chance of encountering.
I chanced to glance at him when I felt like the warmth on my cheeks have receded.
(Third POV)
Anthony looked at the number of bento filled with food laid on the table. Briefly he wondered how he could finish them all. He did not want to make Michelle's mom feel bad as he knew that she was just being polite. His mother was like this too. He would ask him to give his friends some snacks or something when they were younger.
He looked at Michelle wondering if she could help him. He saw that she was blushing again. He has to admit, she was very pleasing to the eyes. Andy sure has taste. The only problem was that she was just so shy. How would she ever survive the paparazzi following her around when she becomes Andy's girl? Oh well. He prays her good luck.
Anyhow, he could totally relate with her being all embarrassed now. He himself would be mortified if his mom were to ask him to do something like this now. They were already in college, not in elementary.
He waited awhile for her embarrassment to subside. When she finally looked at him, he smiled at her.
"Have you had your breakfast already?" he asked.
Michelle turned red in the ears again. Was he really asking her that? Was he showing some initiative?
"Ah… no, not yet. My mother wanted the food to be warm…" Whatever excuse she can come up with.
Anthony's eyes turned into crescents. "Then, please, join me." he invited. Then, he looked at the boxes. Confused, he asked, "uh, which one is mine?"
Michelle felt like this was the best day of her life ever. "Ah… sorry, let me…" she said. Not knowing how to explain, she just proceeded with her actions.
She opened the container for his rice and handed him a pair of chopsticks. She opened all the bento boxes one by one, followed by the thermos. She brought out a bowl and poured the soup for him. She even had a soup spoon prepared. She smiled at him as she handed it over. Gods, she could only hope that he was able to see what an ideal wife she was. Hehehe…
"Thank you." Anthony said as he received everything gratefully. He was quite surprised though, when he does it, he just throws the food to his friends. Maybe, this was the difference between boys and girls? Nah, Lara was nothing like this. Or maybe because she grew up with the boys?
Oh well. Andy's mom would definitely like and approve of Michelle. She did always complain that all of Andy's girlfriends were no good. As far as he can see, Michelle was a good girl, nothing like Andy's exes.
Michelle was on cloud nine thinking that perhaps there's a possibility of him liking her too. She took out other own bento box and opened it. She did place some viands inside just in case. What if he thinks that she intended for them to share? Anyhow, she brought out her chopsticks and when she was about to start eating, she was surprised that a pair of chopsticks placed one slice of beef on top of her rice.
Anthony saw her open her box and saw some viands inside. Not knowing how to tell her to help him with all the food, he picked up one slice of beef and placed it on top of her rice.
Michelle looked up and saw Anthony smiling. She did not know if she could still blush a shade darker because she has been doing that since he arrived.
Anthony saw her astonishment. He chuckled a bit awkwardly. "Please have some of these too. I can't finish them all."
'Is this really happening?' Michelle had to ask herself. She was almost tempted to pinch herself awake. "Okay… T-thank you." She finally managed.
Anthony just smiled, and with that, he began picking some food and eating.
Michelle wondered if he realized that he was using his chopsticks which went to his mouth and picking the food like she was, and they were sharing some saliva like… like… like a fucking indirect kiss!
She wanted to throttle herself with her line of thinking. Really, what was she? Elementary!? But, gods, she was going to keep the chopsticks he used, and well, of course she will wash it, but that will be her permanent chopsticks from that day forward.
In the end, they could not finish everything. Anthony asked her to thank and send his apologies to her mother. The food was great, but there's just too much, he said. Oh, and he even offered to take the utensils home, wash them and return them tomorrow.
Michelle of course said no need as the maid at home can wash it and added that her mother would be happy that he liked it.
Anthony just smiled and nodded his head.
Afterwards, Michelle started placing the lids of the bento back and Anthony helped her.
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TBC