"Of course we can have dinner together. But I have already made plans with Ashley today. We're going shopping. How about having dinner next time?"
"Ashley, what do you think?"
"Yeah, that's great. Let's meet up some other time," replied Ashley.
Tristan was a shy young lad. Because of this, Ashley and Amaia had a soft spot for him.
Disappointed as he was, he knew that it wasn't a good idea to force them to have dinner now. He knew he needed time and patience to get closer with the girls. "Alright. Have fun shopping," Tristan answered with a smile.
After bidding Tristan goodbye, Ashley and Amaia went off arm in arm.
"Why did Tristan suddenly invite us to have dinner?" Amaia asked when they were a good distance away from the man.
"He told us the reason, didn't he? He just wanted to celebrate. Stop overthinking," Ashley replied.
One thing was for sure--they didn't expect that Tristan would win first place in the design competition. Tristan didn't exactly have a strong or noticeable personality. In fact, it appeared as if he tried to maintain a low profile as much as possible. When he came out as champion, they were all quite in shock.
"He came to the company, the same time as I did. I don't know him well, but he is not that kind of person who would like to invite others to have dinner. He rarely goes to parties, and he definitely does not invite other people to dinner," Amaia retorted.
Ashley hadn't been in the company for a long time, so she wasn't familiar with any of it. On top of that, she wasn't really in the mood to talk about it.
At that moment, Ashley just wanted to leave Amaia alone with her questions. Maybe she'd figure it out and stop talking about it.
Amaia suddenly nudged Ashley. "Do you think Tristan.... likes you?" Amaia asked slyly. "Every time he talks to us, I always notice how his eyes would keep lingering on you."
"What? No, of course not!" Ashley scoffed.
Besides, she was a married woman. She did
this is Ellie, my best friend."
Amaia and Ellie reached out their hands and shook hands, "Hello, I'm Amaia."
"Hello. Ellie."
Ellie smiled at Amaia.
A big smile was plastered on Amaia's face.
"Well, you can go wait in the dining room. Dinner's just about done. It's too smoky in this kitchen," said Ellie.
"Is there anything I can help with?" Ashley asked.
"Just take the dishes out. Thank you. I'll make some soup," replied Ellie.
"Okay!"
Each of them took one dish to the table in the dining room.
Amaia looked around and found that although the room wasn't big, it was cozy.
"Ashley, is this the house you lived in before?" Amaia asked
"Yes. This is the place Ellie and I rented. We have been living here for a long time," Ashley replied.
"I like this place," said Amaia.
As Ashley and Amaia chatted on the sofa, the bedroom door swung open, with a handsome man walking out.
Francis saw Ashley and Amaia the moment he got out of the room.
Time seemed to stand still, and the three just stared at each other, dumbfounded.
Francis was the first to recover from the embarrassment. He grinned at Ashley, "Well... I didn't expect to see you here."
Francis's words made Ashley snap back to reality. There was nothing but surprise when she saw him walk out Ellie's room.