Early Bird (Erkenci Kus)(Part 2)

103. Having a lot in common

(A/N: Hey everyone! We're once again rapidly sprinting to the finish line 🙃 Only a few chapters to go!! Thank you for making it this far with me - M ❤️)

"Ceyda, let me tell you something before we really start talking business for real," Gamze gushes and looks at her. "Even if it's not decided on who the winner of the competition is yet, I just want to say that Fikri Harika's idea is the closest to what we're after. That's just my honest opinion."

Sanem eyes Ceyda next to Gamze, her head tilted. The woman had a strapless leather top on that left very little to the imagination, and she kept swiping her curls out of the way.

"Truly?" Ceyda asks, her eyes on Can, who is looking at Gamze.

"Yes, I am sure of it. And that's subjectively."

Can smiles and puts his hands together in thanks silently.

"Especially since Can has been a lover of outdoors for years himself."

Ceyda's eyes take him in once more and Sanem lifts her brow.

"He's a professional in every sense of the word."

Can waves his hand towards himself and Gamze slaps it lightly, making him grins at her.

"I must admit he looks nothing like all the other white collared CEO's I've met."

"Oh, that's because he's nothing like that," Deren interjects, nodding.

"Exactly," Gamze agrees. "He loves climbing as much as he loves advertising."

"You climb?"

Can nods at Ceyda.

"And by climbing, you means rock climbing?"

"Yes," Can answers.

"I can't believe it," Ceyda breathes in surprise and puts her hand to the base of her neck, leaning forward. "I love climbing too."

Of course you do. Sanem stares at her blankly. Her and Deren's gazes both go from Can to Ceyda as they converse.

"Seriously?" Can asks in awe. "You ever reach the top of something?"

"I breached the summit in Monza just last month."

"Ah," Can nods, whistling. "I'm impressed," he says in Italian.

"Have you been there?" Ceyda answers in Italian.

Sanem looks at Deren in confusion. "They're speaking Italian now," she whispers.

"Yes, I know."

"Of course I've been there," Can's voice has them looking at him again. "I went solo camping there twice. It was great."

"I don't believe it."

"Believe it," Can nods.

"What are they even talking about?" Sanem whispers.

"Sanem, they're getting to know each other. That's how these meetings go so you'll have to get used to it," Deren sighs. "But to answer, I think they're still talking about climbing?" Deren shrugs.

"Why in Italian though?"

"Who knows? It looks like they have similar interests."

Sanem rolls her eyes and pouts, turning back to try and follow the conversation. Too much Italian for my liking these days...I'm totally learning it... "Do you know a lot of Italian?"

"Well, I understand a word here or there, but I don't speak it."

"I don't understand, but I want to learn to speak it." She shifts. "I'm so nervous about what they're saying, everything is shaking, look," Sanem holds up her hand to show it shaking.