The man paused. “It means I‘m your father.”
Hector sent the man home on the way back, and by the time he was back at his apartment, it was around 11:00 p.m.
He was covered in the scent of that woman, which repulsed him and made him shower twice.
He returned to his bedroom, turned off the lights, and lay down. The neon lights outside his window shone in through his thin curtains and reflected on his ceiling.
Hector lay on his hand, stared at the ceiling, and chuckled upon recalling something.
The next day...
When Lucy got out her door and saw the doors of the elevator closing, she rushed over. “Hold the doors!”
She saw Hector when she squeezed through the doors and paused as she recalled what happened the other day. It was awkward to either ignore or speak to him.
She squeezed a smile and stood next to him. “What a coincidence.”
He looked at her. “It is.”
Lucy snuck a peek at him. He was wearing a white shirt, which looked simple yet casual, giving him a fresh look.
When she got close, the scent of cedarwood was on his clothes, a zesty lemon mixed with clean and sharp lavender, carrying a tinge of sweetness blended in well with the cedarwood. On top of that, there was a smooth scent of–musk_that ended with a calm tone.
Hector saw that her head was leaning really close and chuckled, “What‘s going on?”
She paused and looked up into his eyes.
Her nose almost touched his shoulder, and she was caught in the act. She took a deep breath and straightened her back. “Your detergent smells nice. What brand is it?”
Hector smiled. “It‘s not my detergent. It‘s my scented diffuser.” He paused for a few seconds. “If you like it, I can give you a bottle of it.”
Lucy‘s heart skipped a beat. If he gave her a bottle, they would have the same scent!
The elevator doors opened, and Lucy‘s smile froze when she saw that her mother was standing outside.
She walked out of the elevator with Hector. “Mom, why are you here?”
Jenna looked at the man standing next to Lucy, “I‘m here to see Eli. Is this your friend?” ;
Hector nodded politely. “Hello, ma‘am.”
Jenna looked at him and decided that he was a good man around Lucy‘s age, “What‘s your name?”
He paused a little before answering,” Hector Vanderbilt.”
“Hector, I‘ve never heard Lucy mention you before. What does your family do,”
“Mom!” Lucy subconsciously walked in front of Hector and cut her questioning short. “Eli is at home. Go upstairs. We need to get to work.” She then pulled Hector by his arm and took him away.
Jenna wanted to stop her, but Lucy had already left the building:
When they got to the car park, Lucy realized she was still holding his arm, so she immediately let go and lowered her head. “I‘m sorry that my mom asked questions. We were going to be late if we stayed.”
Hector smiled, “That reminds me, you don‘t look like your sister.”
What he meant was that they didn‘t look like sisters.
Lucy pressed her lips together. “We‘re not blood–related. She‘s my stepsister. My mom remarried into their family.”
Hector was surprised but nodded, “Oh.”
“Alright, we‘re going to be late. You don‘t need to drive me today. I‘m driving.” She took out her keys and waved to him while smiling. “See you later”
Hector nodded and only got into his car after watching her walk toward hers.