It was already beyond my expectations to be able to work in the same place as Khun Sam, but sleep in the same bed as my education and lifestyle reference? I'll tell you the truth, Khun Sam's house was not what I expected. Because the style and tonality are so different from what I read in her interviews: they said that her style is contemporary and colorful.
This house is contemporary in style, but the color is filled with an earthy tone. Most things here are gray. The only colorful thing I see in this house is red lipstick. Even her pajamas I'm wearing are earthy in color.
"Do you like pink?"
"What?"
"Your underwear says yes."
She lifts her panties with two fingers. I forgot in the bathroom. I rush to take it from her hand. What a shame.
"Sorry, I left it in the bathroom."
"I just wanted to know, so I asked. I wonder why girls like pink so much."
"I didn't mean to say I like it."
"Not? Her purse is pink, her compact powder case is pink, her pen is pink, everything is pink."
"You know me well."
She stops for a moment and smirks.
"I'm being your fan, maybe."
How long will she tease me?
"I am tired."
I put an end to the conversation, fold my panties, and tuck them under my work dress to hide them.
"You go to bed early. Usually you answer my messages at 1am."
"You texted me first, so I replied. That's it. Which side can I sleep on?"
"On that side." She points to the side of the bed next to the window. I look at her and I know what she's thinking.
"You're afraid the hungry ghosts are watching you through the window, aren't you?"
"I'm going to hit you."
I am shot by her gaze. It doesn't scare me, but I start to laugh as I lie under the white blanket, which makes it feel like I'm sleeping in a hotel. Her light, unique scent makes my heart race.
Her scent is so good.
While I'm lying in bed, she paces around looking for something to do. I ask her:
"Are not you sleepy?"
"It's not my bedtime."
"You sleep too late. It must be the effect of your headache."
"I can't sleep without medicine."
"This is not good for you. Come, lie down. If I sleep first, you'll have to deal with the hungry ghosts alone."
She mumbles something and lies down on the bed. She turns off the main light and leaves the bedside lamp on. I think this light will disturb us to sleep. So I dare to reach across her to turn off the lamp.
