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Leander

My biggest mistake was to go to the kitchen this Saturday morning. My father was sitting at the table with a mug of coffee and reading the newspaper. While Michelle was at the sink preparing something. She clearly seemed to have spent the night here, as she wore a shirt from my father that looked more like a dress on her. I hoped they would be more discreet and that she would leave before I got up. If I knew I would find her here, I would have dressed better instead of going down stairs with a ridiculous boxer shorts.

"Good Morning!" She exclaimed smiling and turning to me while I sneaked into the kitchen.

I nodded and gave an embarrassed smile. My father glanced at me and also looked uncomfortable with the situation.

She continued to prepare something in the sink. Although I believed she was the same age as my father, she looked younger. Her legs were well shapely and her body as a whole looked very firm. She would pass for someone of 30 years easily and not to mention that she was very attractive.

As she moved her arms, the hem of her shirt lifted up a little and that caused me to fix my gaze on her hip.

"Did you sleep well, Leander?" My father said clearing his throat.

I straightened my head, as I realized that she had leaned to the left and nodded.

"He reminds me of you when you were younger." Michelle said approaching my father placing a hand on his shoulder. "All cute, but always in trouble for fixing looks where you shouldn't."

I blushed almost instantly. She smiled and squeezed my cheek before sitting down at the table.

"Are you from Micelar?" I finally organized my thoughts to say something.

"Actually I'm from Citane, but I moved to Austral and I always come to Micelar."

"I lived in Citane too." I said cheering up a little.

"I know." She said smiling and winking.

"But I thought you worked with my father, didn't you?"

The two looked taken aback by my comment.

"And I do. A person can live in one city and work in another, silly." Another smile followed by a wink happened.

"Are you also a doctor?" I asked curious.

"No ... I have a degree in Genetic Engineering."

I shook my head to pretend to be interested and grabbed some cookies to eat.

"But and you? What do you want to go to college for?" She continued.

I quickly swallowed the cookies.

"I wish I could spend the rest of my life playing video games and make money from it, but I can't, can I?" I played.

She laughed and my father rolled his eyes.

"So maybe I do Literature or Physical Education. Do not know yet." I continued.

"Soon you find something you like." She smiled and graciously bit the toast.

I nodded with a smile and started to get up.

"Well, I'm going. I have things to do today." The two smiled and I went up to my room to get ready, because I really would have a long day and I also wanted to get out of that awkward situation as soon as possible.

I decided to stop by Samantha's house first, after all, supposedly she was involved in an accident. As soon as I arrived, her mother received me smiling and we stayed for a few minutes in that typical receptive conversation.