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Chapter 17 - Maybe, maybe not

"I can´t relationship. Oh, I mean, I didn´t had a relationship, like ever, so I don´t know how to handle the situation with you now", my head must be tomato red. I didn´t know the words were out of my mouth, before I looked at his face. My feelings are a little bit weird at the moment, my belly feels really funny. Like a ton of butterflies is rumbling around and tickling me with all their wings. This emotion is inconvenient, for real. 

"We don´t need to rush things. It doesn´t matter, if we are together by tomorrow or in a year, I can wait. I´m no toddler any more, I have patience. I can really wait for the good things." He´s too nice for a man. Before it comes to a misunderstanding, normally the men I know, take women for granted. 

I don´t know any answer after his little speech, it´s much too good to be true. I can´t understand why somebody wants a relationship and more with me. I never felt this kind of goodness before. "Can I handle this feelings?", I ask myself. 

"That are nice words. But I warn you, I´m not easy. My experience in such things is on a lower step than the fanatic moralism of criminals. So please excuse myself, if I do things the hard way and not go on the easy road." My eyes are locking with his; I feel my face getting red the second time today. Why do I blush so often? I´m way to shy nowadays, I wasn´t before, for sure.

"We will get it within an amount of time. I see you as a strong independent woman, so don´t you dare and belittle yourself. I like you more than this friend option, I tell you the truth. As you started to work for me, I looked at you and you held yourself with so much power, with you by my side, we can fight against all deeps we must face in our lives." It seems, we both are feeling quite romantic. I never said those words to anybody and nobody said such kind and great things to me. 

My worries should not get me down, I must be confident and I should trust more, if I want a stable relationship with someone. "We can try", I tell him my opinion. 

"Then I want to invite you for dinner on Monday evening. My sister takes the kids on Sunday afternoon with her again, she visits me early on Sunday with her husband to catch up what happened. We don´t see each other often, even though we don´t live so far away from each other. Guess, it´s an adult thing, you don´t have so much time. And if you have time left, you want to spend it with your nearest and beloved ones." Maybe, it´s true, I´m thinking my answer. 

"I would like to spend an evening with you, Oliver", I accept his invitation with a little smile. Deep down I am jumping up and down like a little kid, who got a big pink lollipop. I´ve never been on a real date, to be specific, on a real date with a real man, not some douchebag I was set up. Actually, my happiness is quite nice at the moment. I´m looking forward to meeting him again after today.

"Should I stay longer and help you with the babies? Because, I must do some paper stuff I missed in my life before to do, it seems." He thinks about my offer, but then he shakes his head. "I guess, I can bridge over the time until my sister and my brother in law arrives. Thank you for your work, I am very grateful for it." He accompanies me to the front door and gives me his keys. "Go, sit in the car, I prepare the kids for a little drive, so you can rest a little bit. You have done enough, in a positive way, I mean." Now, I´m standing in the doorway and don´t know what to do. Maybe I should really go the vehicle, but I guess, I´m not Wanda, if I don´t do anything in a world full of work. I went after him, to help him packing the babies into their child seats.

"You really didn´t need to help me by packing up the little ones. But thank you again, Wanda. You are great", he offers a smile to me, I reciprocate it back to him. He takes Alice and I take Sarah, then we load them into the car and buckle them up tightly. 

While he´s driving, he asks me sometimes questions about my life, what I like to do and such other stuff. To not feel silly, I ask questions back, so we start a little conservation. The babies meanwhile do stir from time to time, but they sleep further. I guess they are a little exhausted after yesterday, so they catch up today. Maybe Oliver has luck and he gets a peaceful day. 

I step out of the car, but a hand pulls me back again. "Don´t forget dinner tomorrow. I count on you, Wanda." He looks at me with a friendly face. "Until tomorrow then, Oliver", I confirm his plan. As I want to ask him about the location he´s planning to go, his car is already on the main street. Do I have a mobile number of him? I should look later. I need to know what to wear, nothing looks more stupid, like if I´m over- or underdressed. My brain stamps my last thoughts as superficial, but I don´t like to stand in the centre of attention, so I dress myself always in a decent way. 

I clean my living room, shaking the pillows and swipe the couch blanket smooth. Then I take my rag and in my way to wipe the window, the door bell rings. My ears didn´t count on bell ringing, so the shocked me throws the rag through the whole room to the other side. I didn´t throw so far in my gym classes back in school.

After sorting out my thoughts, I wander to the door.