The story was special. The legend was powerful.
There were moments or story lines I desperately wished for, and moments that at times seemed small but were so important to discover and delve into. This is a book of these moments that I wanted to ex...
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Can set up the double boiler for cay, still thinking about seeing Sanem soon and then going to their hideaway after work. His Fridays always consisted of his hyperfocus on time and how long until the clock would strike five. There was nothing more intoxicating for Can than knowing, after a week of hellish deadlines, it will all end with a night of cuddling under a blanket of warmth with the woman that fills his every thought.
The energy was crackling through his joints, not knowing where to put it he started to whistle one of the songs Sanem would always hum absentmindedly.
Emre came into the kitchen still groggy from waking up, desperate for his first cup of coffee to get through the day. They gave each other a silent nod of recognition and an understanding that talking is for after your first sip of coffee.
Emre reached past Can to get his espresso pod and noticed Can started whistling again.
"You're in a good mood today, Abi." Emre said after taking his much needed first sip of his espresso.
Can looked at his cup of Cay in the light, out of touch with the caffeine deprived state of Emre. He was laser focused on tonight and how his cay will look a perfect cherry color only Sanem could make.
"Any reason for this particular good mood?"
"It's Friday, Kardesim!" Can said with enthusiasm that Emre wasn't quite ready for.
Emre cowered from the loud boom in Can's voice," Wish I could celebrate with you but I'm working tomorrow."
Can gave Emre a strong pat on the back, and Emre tried to balance his cup to not let any of his mood enhancer spill anywhere.
"You're working tomorrow but that doesn't mean you can't enjoy tonight!" Can encouraged his brother, as he clanked his glass to Emre's coffee mug.
Emre looked skeptical about Can's good mood and then it hit him.
"You have plans with Sanem tonight don't you?"
Can laughed and said while gesturing with his hand that Emre had gotten it right, "You see now you understand me."
Emre gave a quick chuckle as he drank more of his espresso, "So what will you do?"
Can smirked as he took another sip, "That's between me and Sanem."
"Sometimes you act like a school kid with his first crush," Emre mused.
Can thought about that observation for a moment.
"Honestly?" Can dropped the bravado for a moment and said with sincerity, "This is the first time I experienced this, I never had a childhood love, she is my first."
Emre's mocking smile turned to understanding, "I'm happy for you Abi, you deserve all the butterflies of a child's first love. It's a nice look on you."
