Should I? Or... Shouldn't I?

Scarlett's point of view:

"What?!"

Miles stood up from his seat, looking irritated and angry.

"Uh, well, he said he wants to teach me how to be in romances," I narrated the exact statements I've explained to him before.

"And you say yes?"

"No, why should I? I don't think that's a nice idea," I sighed. I never imagined going out with my boss, let alone attempting to be intimate with him. I precisely wanted to work naturally, in an ordinary surrounding with the ordinary community and ordinary leader. Not this kind of surrounding...

Miles sighed, sitting down on the couch as he leaned on his seat, looking up to the ceiling.

"Are you okay, Miles?" I asked worriedly, didn't get used to him not uttering any words. Maybe expecting his love advise wasn't a decent belief.

"Maybe you should give it a go, Carly," began Miles, taking my hands as he put it on his cheeks. His eyes still glued on the ceiling.

"What, what do you mean?"

He turned to me and smiled, but it was yet visible that it was forced.

"You should try to go out with him, who knows that he might be the prince charming you're looking for?"

I furrowed, shaking my head as I leaned on the couch and looked up as Miles did.

"You know, I don't feel it's a decent idea, to begin with. He's my boss," I shook my head again as the thoughts of me dating my boss appears in my mind.

How creepy could that be?

"No one says it's immoral to date your boss, Carly. He's a likable guy, right?" Miles raises his brow, turning to me as I turned back to him.

"Well, I don't know. I never encounter him before," I lied, fidgeting with my fingers as I looked down.

"Really?"

I nodded again, swallowing my yarns as I looked up to Miles. He was looking at me with his querying looks.

"Well, just once. When his friends dared him to talk to me and take me out."

"That's it, Carly!"

Miles sat up straight, taking my hands in his as he turned his body to face me. I furrowed, not knowing what's been in his mind.

"His pals knew that he's attracted in you, that's why they challenged him to take you out, which happened to failed," he snickered and lifts his brows. "Am I right?"

I nodded again, still with my curious look.

"Then, what's the connection between him asking me to be his girlfriend and his buddies challenged him to take me out?"

Miles facepalm, sighing loudly as he leaned back on the couch.

"You're so helplessly dumb, Carly. I don't know how can I help you this time."

I scratched my head, furrowing as I smacked his hand that was on my thighs.

"What are you hinting at? I don't get it," I urged, brushing my hair that fall down and covered my face.

"Just date him, Carly. He's the perfect person to enlighten you on how to be in a romance," he sighed, he sounds done with me.

"Are you sick, Miles? One second, you got all mad that he asked me out and one second later, you told me to accept his proposal. You haven't eaten your medicine, right?"

He clicked his tongue as he rolled his eyes annoyingly.

"I want to be the one who enlightens you how to be in a relationship but I'm still an unhappy dude, so I can't," he shrugged and glanced at me for few seconds before looking away again. "He's the perfect person to ask you out because he's unmarried, and you are, too."

"But, I don't want to."

He grumbled, afflicted at me for talking yet extensively. Maybe because I gave too many excuses.

"Oh my god, Carly!" He exclaimed dramatically and brought his palm on his forehead. "You're 25 years old and you never even been in any relationship. Are you sure you're normal?"

"Of course, I am. I'm just not interested in that kind of thing."

He nodded and patted my shoulder, showing his mischievous grimace.

"Then, it's time now, Scarlett. Don't resist or deny it or you'll be unmarried forever," he cackled as he walked upstairs to his room, leaving me alone with my mixed emotions.

"As if I care," I clicked my tongue and crossed my arms on my chest, leaning on the couch.

Yes, I'm 25 years old now but I never been in any relationship, no matter if it's puppy love or anything. I never think of being related to anyone nor establish an interest in anybody.

I don't think I'm ready to be in an affair now, though the society explained to me that I'm too old to be unmarried. But what to do? I'm not into being in a romantic bond. It's never come across my mind, not even once.

But, should I give it a try? I know I'm not ready yet, but I shouldn't take a too long time to appoint my decision. I shouldn't make him wait too long, right? Maybe...

I should really try to be with him–Mr Jacobsen.

"But, what if it didn't work the way I want it to?"

He turned to me, chuckling.

"You need trust and respect in the relationship to make it work, Carly."

I looked down, fidgeting with my fingers. Overthinking is my specialty and I can't help but to overthink over everything.

"You can't forever be alone, girl. It's not good for your health," he mumbled, tapping on my shoulder.

"What? How can it be unhealthy for me?" I asked confusedly, never once I heard that it's unhealthy to be alone. Is it?

"Well, I really hope that you'll date him," claimed Miles, dodging my question.

I huffed, watching him walking upstairs. I leaned on the couch, groaning frustratedly as I grabbed the cushion and put it on my lap.

Should I listen to Miles? Or should I stay the way I am?