How I like my tea

A Date?

We all gathered downstairs shortly after for breakfast. Olga and Ramallo still were not aware of my sleeping arrangements so it came as a shock to them when Violetta let it slip.

"You and Mr.German?" Asked Olga excitedly.

"Yes!" screamed Violetta "It's perfect. Its like it is completely normal!"

Ramallo remained very quiet. German sat there entertained by his daughter and kept smiling. I too was very content as I sat there sipping my tea.

After Violetta and Olga had finished their girly chat about me sleeping with German, he spoke up.

"Angie, Violetta, I was wondering if you were busy for lunch today. There is a farmers market in town with lots of fresh fruit and vegetables. We could get Olga some food for cooking and we can select some more fruits so you can make more Jam with Olga," he says directing that at me, "we could get some sandwiches and have a look around, they may have some new plants too so we could redo the garden."

He was smiling. He very much wanted to go.

"I would love to." I say immediately.

We both look to Violetta.

"Well you know when  I was going to ask you something this morning? I was going to ask if it was okay for me to skip lunch with you guys today. Francesca, Camilla and I made plans for lunch," She looked at us worried "But even if I don't go, you guys need to! I need more jam!"

German looked at me worried, I expect he thinks I will say no.

"I'm still up for it." I reply with a smile.

German smiles at this "Great! Do you want me to pick you up at the Studio?"

"Yes please! I'll be ready by midday!" I said before sipping my tea.

"Good. Now please excuse me but I have something to attend to. Coming Ramallo?"

Ramallo nodded and picked up a briefcase from under his chair and followed German from the house.

With that me, Violetta and Olga were left. Olga and Violetta were staring at me.

Olga smiled and then began "I couldn't resist saying it- your first date with Mr.German!"

Violetta smiled and jumped in "Angie you are blushing!"

Now that she pointed it out, I could feel my cheeks burning. I tried to play it off.

"Because you two make things out of something so small and you are blowing this out of proportion!" I say "Me and German? Preposterous!"

"You know it's not Angie" says Violetta "He loves you."