My Assistant, Seth

Always that hectic time of the year when I have to perform that filial tasks.

Not that I am always complaining.

Seth, my new assistant joined me back about a month back, doing his internship with the company. While I had some disagreement with dad about the arrangement, I had no choice but to take Seth. What else could go wrong, right?

As I was about to find out how wrong it was.

It was one of those days where I had to sit through meetings over meetings. My body clock still had not gotten used to the time difference but every time when it does, I am flying off to another timezone again.

Seth was kind enough to arrange all my meetings in the mornings, leaving the second half of the day free for me. It is this time that me and Seth would take some light lunch and then head back to our hotel rooms and rest. We totally skipped dinner because that time we would be asleep.

Seth is 22, clean cut Chinese born in New York. He responded to an advertisement that was in the local newspaper. Dad was in town when that happened, and Seth was hired out of the hundred that replied.

I met Seth of the second day of his internship in the company. Since I was getting a new computer, I handed Seth my Macbook Air. I realized after that it was a big mistake, since my browser’s history which reveals my surfing habits are all there.

On the 3rd day when I got in to office, Seth sent in a cup of coffee. Conference calls, meetings, and more conference calls.

It was that time when I was having lunch with Seth in KL, a month of after we work together, numerous nights of paperwork, blue prints and sorts and the first time I noticed Seth have a pair of nice blue eyes.

In that dimly lit restaurant, I was talking about work, and at that moment, I realized he’s got the brightest blue eyes that I have ever seen.

My was stuck for words for that moment. That moment that seems like hours.

He then asked me, “Do you have a boy friend?”

Had he known all these while? Is Seth gay? I had never had that thought, not before realizing that Seth is such a beautiful person.

Has he been sending me signals all that while? That time when we were taking that group picture with the sister company in Singapore, didn’t I felt his hand was a little too low on my waist?

That time when we were crossing the road, didn’t he hold my hand?

I had had never thought about that.

It was midnight, on my second bottle of wine digesting the papers for tomorrow’s general meeting.

The door bell rang. It was room service sending me a bottle of wine and a steak. I sliced the juicy steak while still studying the numbers on the papers. We made quite a progress this year, that’s all I can tell.

The door bell rang again. It was Seth.

Both our body clock have not adjusted to the local timezone. We are awake when everyone else’s in bed.

I finish up the remaining piece of meat, and studied the papers together with Seth. It was almost 5 in the morning and I went to the shower before a short nap and then back to the office.

When I was out from the shower, Seth had made himself comfortable on my bed. The TV is playing reruns on HBO. I climbed to bed next to Seth.

I still can’t fall asleep. I turned over looking at Seth, now fast asleep, slowly picking out his facial features. Sharp nose, very well defined jaw and cheekbones.

Slowly .. I fell asleep …

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