Erik nodded at her words, knowing the truth of them to an extent. “It is, you’re right,” he mused, nodding as she continued talking. He couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow at her words though, shaking his head a little. “This isn’t meant to be a judgement but you sound a little bit like a workaholic,” he told her lightly, smiling as he spoke.
His grin widened as he watched her blush at his words. It thrilled him to know he could cause a woman to blush just by a few well placed words. In his mind, he knew women well. “I may be a charmer but it’s also the truth,” he told her, giving her a playful smile. “And you’re very welcome.”
Erik chuckled then at her next words. “I can tell,” he said with a grin, reaching for a menu to glance through it easily. “But that’s not necessarily a bad thing,” he continued, smiling as he glanced up at her. His smile widened more genuinely then; he’d always enjoyed the Christmastime. “It was very good, thank you. My family is large and we always get together for Christmas. What about you? Did you do anything for Christmas?” he asked curiously. It seemed unnatural to him for people to be alone on Christmas.
Love laughed lightly, she didn’t take it as such but there were truth to his words and it wasn’t something she was going to throw off; “You know, I will neither confirm nor deny that, but I will say that my office is a place where I am happy to be” taking a breath before continuing; “And I don’t mind the work that I do-… socialising isn’t a really big thing for me” sure she went out with friends every now and then but it wasn’t something she was big on.
“Of course, I don’t think of you as the type of person to lie-…” she had only met him twice but she was a person who was all too trusting of others, she wanted them to like her ( not necessarily romantically but ) she was a people pleaser and she knew this of herself; “I think your charm is definitely part of your character and it’s nice to be around” that wasn’t a lie and she wasn’t going to hide the fact that she didn’t like him complimenting her.
“If it does become a bad thing though-… please tell me like, I can talk till the cows come home” and no one wanted that; “Oh that’s nice my parents-…uh, we haven’t gotten together in a long time” but this was something she knew and had accepted; “Like we call each other-… but that was about it” Lovelyn’s family and her weren’t exactly close and that was okay, she was a person of her independence but at the same time hearing of families did make her envious and want to have that.
