It reached out to me so that Wan would shake him, but he looked
at her curiously to really shake his hands. Juan drew her to him to
give her a hug and she laughed and returned the gesture. What he had
predicted there would be a good understanding between the two of them, but the
image made him feel the acid spilling into his stomach. Wan' s design
suit and tattoos gave him the look of a reformed lord of drug trafficking and
he was the perfect complement to give all that rebellion softness. They looked great
together. Esme sat between Wan and Kai, but turned to Wann with a
careful Englishman. He said thank you for helping me with my father. It
' s nothing.“ I am glad to be able to help you,
” he said with his genuine kindness. Tell me, how have things been
so far, how about at work and so on. You like the acidic
sensation in Caye' s stomach when he smiled at me and told Wane all
about his stay until then, speaking English as he didn' t do with
him and sharing things Cay hadn' t heard about. He never asked her
about his day. Things didn' t work that way between them. He
was trying to ignore her and she was forcing the conversation with him. But
now Kay wanted to have thought about asking him the data about me were stored
in a special place in his mind so he would never forget them and bothered
him how little he knew about her. The waiter approached his table and left
a giant tray in the middle. It contained three kinds of cold cuts and
an algae salad and there was also a jellyfish. They looked like rice noodles
or sautéed onions, but it was baffling. Esme could barely restrain herself while
she waited her turn to fill her plate and then ate with an enthusiasm that
made Wan smile, when when she blushed, Juán sketched a smile, even
wider. Hungry asked him this is delicious. Esme answered. While he was
wiping his mouth shyly with a napkin, Wan gave up a little laugh,
I bet it' s really fun to go out and eat with you.
John looked here and asked her and you took her to that place of cold
noodles of St Matteo a bitter taste. He invaded Cai' s mouth as
he shook his head, he hadn' t thought of taking her to lunch.
Out between your mother' s homemade meal and Esme' s. There
was always too much food. I never thought it was necessary to leave until
now. Ah well, you should take her. He recommended Wan all the
food is great. It would be fun to see how much Esme can eat
a lot with a laugh and his green eyes shone brighter than all the little
Sirconites he wore. She looked happy. Wan was making her happy. The
dje began to play the wedding march. The groom, a distant cousin who
Cain did not know very well and the bride moved her arm between the tables
and crossed the dance floor to the stage, where they exchanged votes only in
Vietnamese. After that, their parents gave their speeches and Kay' s attention
followed another course. I had heard countless variations of that kind of parliament.
Very happy for the union of these two families, I wish them a promising
future very proud of my daughter, Bla Bla Bla Esme, however, I
was attentive to every word. She was smiling, but Kay detected her sadness,
an unusual feat for him. Esme' s eyes had lost their shine
and when the Bride' s father hugged her daughter, she rinsed a tear
that there was extending her arm to hold her hand. When she stepped aside
to cover her mouth and drown a laugh, she whispered something in her ear
and she laughed louder. He shook his head there like they were old friends.
Key breathed out softly and looked at his hand. He didn' t
think to make her laugh He didn' t even know how to do it.
It was lucky there were people like Wan in the world. After the
speeches, the waiters quickly served the main dishes, pequinese duck and steamed fish,
the typical wedding dishes. When the lobster came in with scallion sauce and
ginger esme picked up her hair, clumped over her and opened one of her
tongs to eat the soft meat inside. It was curious how beautiful she looked,
even when she was acting like a desperate carnivorous. When she caught him
looking at her. He took a look at the undamaged lobster on his plate
and asked him to open it for you. I' m very good at
it. No, thank you, I can do what I wanted her to
be focused on her own dinner. She liked to watch her enjoy her food.
“ How can you refuse that offer,” John asked. Then he
told me you can open mine with a smile. He put a piece of
lobster on me on Wan' s plate and Kai had the ruthless urge to
take food from his brother' s plate and swallow it. It was nonsense,
so he took his glass of water and drank a big sip of a
floral flavor. It made him frown. What was that. When he removed
the cup from his lips, he saw that there were red lipsticks on the
edge had accidentally taken Esme' s cup germ transfer. He was not excessively
phobic to germs, but with all the new runes that would certainly be invading,
his mouth was as if he had kissed her, except that he had
never done it, not even once. He didn' t know the softness
of his lips or the taste of his mouth. Having drunk from his glass.
He had suffered all the damage without any benefit. They seemed nothing to
her, just her gaze focused on her fleshy, red, wet lips and
were attracting him. When he sucked his fingers, Kay felt the attraction in
the depths of her being The air escaped from her lungs as if she had
been punched and her body suddenly became dizzy. He drank the rest of the
esme water and walked away from the table. I' ll get a drink.
Perhaps alcohol would help him eliminate bacteria and clear his mind. He greeted
me with his hand stained with sauce, while he quickly ran away to the
var to order something strong. However, he failed to escape, as John
followed him and supported one of his strong arms over the bar bar had a
relaxed and dangerous look. At the same time, how are you, Wan
Kay asked,“ I had no idea how to express his current state,
so he responded as he always did well, you didn’ t go to
the Quedo training last week. That was quite an event. Kay had never
missed training, even when she had been ill, but he had asked her
to take her to see what I read. If she asked for something,
he knew he' d give it all to her, as long as it
was within his means. I' m sorry. I was busy. He
answered, John laughed and caressed his shaved head tell me. I' m
so busy with this shit myself that I barely have time for anything else.
That' s why I didn' t ask you how you were so far.
I didn' t expect Mom to pick someone like her for you,
but it' s great. I' m surprised you don' t like
it. Kay prepared to correct her brother and tell him that she did like
him, but frowned and looked at his drink. If he admitted that he
liked how he would probably start officiating as a matchmaker and he didn' t
want to. He found it difficult enough to stay away from her so far.
What you don' t like about her, asked Juan is fun and
Sexy, as few kay couldn' t answer that question. There was nothing
I wanted to change in esme even one thing. I' m just not
interested. However, while he was uttering those words, he felt uncomfortable as
if he was lying the relationship he had was not even physical and he already
felt almost addicted to it. He had to stay away for the sake of
both of us. He took the article he was carrying in the inner pocket
of his jacket and browsed the pages with his thumb before even realizing what he
was doing you' re joking, didn' t Wan look at the article
with indignation, you' ll start reading with her sitting there. Yeah,
that was the plan. Weddings were already boring in themselves, but watching Esme
and Wane interact as good friends was even worse. She didn' t bother
to analyze why you can, at least try to be nice to her.
It is clear that weddings are not easy for her to digest. He grew
up without a father figure and it has to be terrible to see the bride
with her father. Kay frowned. He had not made that connection before because
of his stone heart, of course, but now that he understood the reason
for Esme' s sadness, he swore to himself that he would review the
list of fils one by one. If necessary and then he would send his
father, wrapped in a red ribbon like a lexus for mother' s day.
As for being kind to her, she thought of her brother’ s
weakness for the orphans. Be it dogs, cats, little, high school
gangsters. Whatever' s out there will be fine with you. Maybe you
' re giving me your girl. You' d agree that she and I
were together. He took him here for a moment and understood what his brother
was saying, but then his muscles were thought involuntarily. They didn' t
agree at all. I didn' t want to have an esme for himself,
but I didn' t want him to be with anyone else either.
He always imagined them both separated but single, because I' m interested.
She went on to only her eyes are already amazing, but the rest is
giving her. Wan made an hourglass movement with his hands god hear his brother
talk about Esme that way was worse than hearing someone chew with his mouth open
and felt the unknown desire to punch him in the nose. When Kay realized
that she had formed fists with her hands, she relaxed her paralyzed fingers,
got rid of violent thoughts and forced herself to act rationally. When I was
thinking about Esme' s needs instead of yours. One thing became very clear.
Jan was perfect for her. His brother could give Esme things Cain couldn
' t. John could make her happy and understand her and, more importantly,
he could love her. Kay wanted that for her. She was jealous,
she deserved it. I agree. He heard himself say. Then his
throat was cleared and he was forced to specify. I agree that you two
are together. A few drops of cold sweat bathed Kai' s forehead as
the nausea goes in her stomach and drank a drink of her drink. I
didn' t remember what it was, but it tasted strong. I wish
it was. Even more I' ll go down and read. Let him
know where I am. Vale Wall watched for a few moments with her gaze
fixed and intense. Yeah, I' ll let you know. Kay lifted
her glass towards Wann and rushed out of the living room, feeling as if
she was leaving behind some incalculable value. Scene fifteen when Caleta left the banquet
hall with a drink and an item in her hands. The lobster that is
was chewing on me became tisa. It was the best lobster he had eaten
in his life, the ideal mixture, desalado and sweet, balanced with the
freshness of ginger, but he was no longer hungry. He was abandoning.
Once again, he swallowed hard. Before cleaning their hands and leaning against the
chair, John sat next to him as the waiters removed the dishes from the
table and placed portions of fluffy pastel in front of everyone.“ She took
her fork and watched her portion from different angles, trying to gather enough enthusiasm
to eat what you are looking for,” Uan asked,“ it’
s too nice to eat it. The flowers made of glaciate appeared to have
been painted with aerograph roses and viscous lotus flowers. Seeds were a burst of
colors. Usually, he would have felt exultant to put them in his mouth,
but not at that time. Juan Rio and pushed his plate towards her.
I' ve already ruined my portion. You can share with me His
offer. He drew a smile on the face of esme. Despite his mood.
He was one of the nicest people she had ever met and was incredibly
grateful that he was sitting next to her. It' s not right to
waste food. I' ll eat it. This is the perfect cover of
the cake with his fork. While she was giving the first bite of the
spongy vanilla and strawberry pie with its slightly sweet cover. Wán bowed to her
and asked her how it was going between you and my brother. Suddenly,
the cake felt insipid in his mouth and as he tried to pass it with
water, he realized that he had the glass empty and had to steal it
from calette. Well, really, that' s what he pinched his cake
with the tip of his fork. He lifted his shoulder and said nothing else.
The dance will begin soon. Oan said, you want to dance with
me. He looked at me. Suddenly you want to dance with me.
Yeah, I want to dance with you. Won' s lips curved into
a smile and made his face go from being serious and dangerous. He'
ll love ravillously. I bet that man. I uh is left me the
fork. What people will think. Yeah, I don' t care what
everyone else thinks it' s just a dance it is. Wan answered me
with a carefree smile, but it wasn' t just a dance it was
more than that. She was there to get married and people would be ruthless
if they watched her flirt with both brothers, and Carol would be disappointed.
Wán had to know unless he was interested in marrying her. I hadn'
t just met her. There was no way he' d want to marry
her already. She didn' t start rubbing her face, but the smell
of the lobster made her stop. I need to wash my hands. I
' ll be right there. He announced before moving away from the table in
the bathroom. It occupied the cubicle at the bottom. It was funny,
but the bathrooms relaxed her, probably because she found them familiar. She had
cleaned a lot, but she couldn' t stay there all night. I
had to make a decision. You know the only thing that looks for his
money and the visa commented on one woman from another of the cubicles, of
course he did. Another one gave me a contained breath. They had to
be talking about her and Calette knew these conversations were going to happen. In
fact, it was surprising that I hadn' t heard them so far to
be honest.“ If he wasn’ t in the family, I would
also go after his money,” the first woman said laughing good. Actually
me, too. Both women laughed in unison They were talking about Calette.
They made him look like a millionaire. However, I was sure that he
was not even rich, although he assumed that it was perfectly possible for those
two women to be in a worse situation than Calette' s. An old,
unconvinced house. It was better than not having a home at all,
for example, and you' ve seen her swing over Wan asked the first
yes, if it doesn' t work with one brother try with the other.
It frowned me with anger. They were definitely talking about her, but
she hadn' t flirted with Wane Oh. Yeah, in any case,
not on purpose. However, he was really attractive, fun, attentive and
kind. If I had never met Calette, I would have immediately agreed to
dance with him. But I' d met Calette. He smelled the flushing
of the toilets, the steps of the heels against the mosaic floor and then
he water running when the women washed their hands. The truth is, he
' s so handsome. The second woman commented. Yeah, and an idiot.
I agree. I know it' s you know, but I'
ve heard that she complained to Sara about her wedding right there at the table,
the same day as the celebration of Esme' s tolerance. In the
face of that evil secret conversation, he ended when a fire lit inside,
opened the door of his cubicle in one blow, and went out angry.
He' s not an idiot, he' s sweet. She didn'
t care if I thought the worst about her. I wasn' t going
to worry about it, but Caleta was related to them. Instead of spreading
rumors and condemning it, they should have tried to understand it. One of
the women blushed and rushed to the door, but the other blushed at me
with her eyes. You can' t rebuke anyone. He lifted my chin,
but he didn' t say anything. While the women were retreating from
the bathroom. What could I say. Both had judged that men and Calette
without knowing their stories. Calette was not bad, he was misunderstood and as
for esme, it was not a house fortunes. His reasons for marrying Calette
had nothing to do with money. It was a shame not to be able
to tell anyone about them without spoiling everything. He finished washing his hands,
looked in the mirror, and his shoulders plummeted no matter how much something tried
in it he always looked off. He dug into his bag until he found
his lipstick and applied a fresh coat, but that didn' t solve the
problem. The woman Calette dreamed of was still not an accountant, but Wan
wanted her perhaps and seemed to want her as she was but a diploma in
accounting or a high school. Unlike Calette, he wanted to dance with her.
Maybe it wasn' t anything from another world to Wan, but it
was for it. He had a great physical appeal. Their bodies would touch,
he would surround her with his arms, move together and she would react
to him. How could I not do it was human and I was willing.
Of affection, if he was intelligent, he would stay with the brother
who offered him the best option and at that very moment, that brother seemed
to be Wan. However, when it came to matters of the heart,
she had never been good at listening to logic. The real question was who
his heart wanted. Kay couldn' t concentrate on her article. It made
no sense to keep trying, so he slammed it down and walked down the
restaurant floor, touring the corner of the article with his thumb and passing the
pages fliid fliit, fliit. The plain walked from one side to the other,
no longer toying with things, although evidently it did. The restaurant receptionist
and all the staff were busy with the wedding and Kai' s footsteps felt
strong on the red carpet. The dance will begin soon. Karin did not
dance, but Wan did and suspected that it was also Woan' s words
resounded in his head. I' m interested. Only her eyes are already
amazing, but the rest of her. The restaurant resounded with serious music and
Kai felt his skin cold and numb. The dance had begun. First it
would be the bride and her father' s turn, but after that it
' s Me how they have their bodies together moving slowly. He was gonna
throw up, his skin was burning, every breath hurt. His guts were
about to burst because the hell he wanted to destroy everything. Juán would place
his hands on Esme' s lower back, that place he had fallen had
claimed for himself. A little earlier I' d touch her hip, arms,
hands and she' d let her. She' d touch it too,
and she had to. John was the perfect man. Kai realized he
could leave. Wán would take care of Esme and take her home. Perhaps
after spending time with Juan, she would want to pack and change her brother
and house. That would be great for Kai not to develop a real addiction
if she disappeared by pressing her jaw, headed toward the front doors of the
restaurant and leaned her hands on the metal knob, but her arms refused to
push. What would happen if she didn' t want to dance and if
she wanted to come home right now. It didn' t make sense that
Juan taking her to Sica was going to be the same route. It wouldn
' t be practical. She turned around planning to head to the lounge and
face the music for long enough to make sure she was happy and announce that
she was coming home. And there she was at the foot of the stairs
with her hand resting on the beautiful railing. And right there I had come
to look for him once again. No one was ever going to look for
him. Everyone knew he wanted to be alone, even though he wasn'
t always like that. Sometimes he was left alone by habit. Sometimes he
found it difficult to distract himself from the growing emptiness of his interior. You
' re going to ask her quietly She was going to warn you. He
smelled his own words from afar as if someone else had uttered them. If
you want to dance, you should stay You want me to dance. She
didn' t say the words, but she hung up. They gave in
the air between them without you cay swallowed saliva if it makes you happy.
She took a step towards him and what happens If I want to dance with
you, I don' t dance you can try. He took another step
towards him. He closed his chest for me. I can' t have
ever danced in his entire life. It would be terrible to do so and
end up hurting her and humiliating himself not to mention loud music. I couldn
' t do anything with those deafening decibels. Another reason Wann was better for
her. If you want to stay, I know Wan would love to take
you home. You want me and him to dance frowned. It' s
okay with you if that' s what you want and it was true.
If that' s what she wanted, he wanted me to have it.
Even if that made him feel like his chest was being trampled on. I
understand. He responded after a few moments. Then he smiled, but tears
swept through him. His face rinsed them off, breathed deeply and sketched.
A wider smile. Before turning around, he had made her cry esme.
She ignored him and went back to the stairs. I' d go find
Wan, I' d be perfectly happy without him. Something inside of him
broke loose and the rational part of his mind went out instead, an unknown
part took over. Her skin became hugging and her blood roared in her ears.
He was aware that his feet were making him cross the living room and
saw his hand wrapping her arm, turning it around to look at him.
Those tears shattered it. He rinsed them with his thumbs.“ I’
m fine,” she whispered“ Don’ t worry about me” He
took it from his chin, leaned his lips on his own, while the
feeling of having it so close wreaked havoc on his body. Soft silk sweet
esme, realizing that she was rigid, began to retreat horrified that she had
been thinking Then she relaxed, kissed her back and that was it. Kise
' s thoughts shrouded and something else rose from the ashes, something he had
kept in chains for so long that he was now pure ferocity and animal hunger.
She passed her tongue through her lips and when she sighed and opened them
up to a feeling of savage victory, she pierced it and took hold of
her lips, her mouth, the cano liquid value, of her interior,
which tasted of vanilla and strawberry towards a woman, it melted under the intensity
of Calette' s kiss. She' d never been kissed that way like
Calette was going to die if she stopped. His movements had been undecided at
first, as if he were discovering it, but he had quickly gained confidence.
Every dominant pressure on her lips and every movement of her tongue weakened her
a little more. Her knees threatened to yield, but she was afraid to
hold on to him. If she stopped, she would burst into tears.
Esme needed more, much more. Desire wouldn' t let her breathe.
He returned to the kiss with greater intensity and he groaned against his mouth and
passed his hands through his neck, his shoulders, his back. Lower down,
he squeezed it from behind and the smes muscles thought. Calet brought her
closer to him and moved her hips to support her firmness on her. She
breathed agitatedly as an electric current shot directly inside and then arched against him by
clinging to the flaps of his jacket. It was either that or falling to
the ground closer. I needed to be closer. He tried to merge with
him, rub his body against his, but it wasn' t enough.
His palms hurt because of the desire to touch him and explore him, to
meet him. He repressed the impulse and fastened the flaps of his jacket more
strongly. As he kissed his jaw, he bit his earlobe and kissed his
neck. He felt like chills, crawling up his skin. The hall turned
like an intoxicating swirl, leaving them both plunged into a world of their own.
The only thing Esme was aware of was the safety of his arms,
the warmth of his mouth and his aroma, soap, man shaving lotion.
They needed a bed, a wall, a table, anything. She wanted
him at that moment and he was so ready.“ They have put too
much oil in the soup,” a familiar voice said,“ but the
fish were woefully in heaven. Calette' s mother and several of her aunts
stared at them from the middle of the ladder. Esme and Calet immediately separated
with an intense blush on their face, Esme passed her trembling hands through the
dress, while the women finished coming down the stairs.“ Chao Carol,
” Esme said,“ before bowing her head toward the aunts, she firmly
put her legs together, she was not used to being excited in a crowded
room. Calette passed a hand through her hair hello Mom Guián Dimai Ditweet,
diverting the look from Calette bit the lower lip that already looked swollen. Oh,
my God, he had lipstick everywhere. Ancalette lets me esme take a
hand to her face, seeing that she hesitated to touch him so much.
He took his hand to his jaw. What' s going on? He
didn' t even look like Lips. She passed her thumb over a stain
that Calet had in the corner of her red mouth, but it didn'
t come out. Oh, no, Calette, instead of bothering as she
thought it would happen, he smiled and showed his dimples and warmth flooded his
heart. He didn' t care if they caught him kissing her. Oh,
today' s young people. One of her aunts commented and the others
laughed with their mouths covered like elementary school girls. These guys. Carol tried
to sound serious, but she couldn' t hide the smile from her face
and she' ll come home and see you all hurried in her huge bag
until she found a disposable handkerchief and handed it to Esme. Then he walked
away with the aunts as soon as the front doors were closed He took the
handkerchief to my calette mouth, but he dodged it and kissed it again with
a firm lip to lip bond. The handkerchief was pressed into her forgotten hands,
as he passed his fingers through her hair and bowed his head back so
that he could kiss her better. Someone cleared his throat. But this time,
when I tried to move quickly, Calet' s arms wrapped her and
kept her close to her body. She looked over her shoulder and found Wan
watching them with her arms crossed and a big smile on her face. The
elders are starting to retreat. Oan announced maybe you should go somewhere else.
You know not to give them a heart attack. Calet first looked at her
brother and then smelt and loosened her arms around her a little. You want
to come with me or stay. I want to go with you. She
whispered that beautiful smile. It spread through his face again. Well, let
' s split up and he kept a lock of hair behind the Ear,
not knowing very well how to act in Wan' s presence, but he
didn' t seem angry or offended. Rather satisfied, it was possible that
somehow I had planned all that. Which one shook Calette' s hand and
then gave her one of those pat- on- the- back hugs,
with the other hand call me if you need anything. After a good night,
she winked at Esme and climbed the stairs again and greeted him uncomfortably.
Caleta opened the hand that her brother had held before and found a shimmering envelope
on the palm. A blush broke out on Esme' s cheeks, but
she couldn' t help but smile. John was the best brother in the
world. Calette moved the envelope to hold it between her index finger and heart
and watched esme with a fixed look. I' ll have a chance to
use this tonight. She bit her lip as anticipation bubbled through her veins.
After taking the article he had dropped to the ground a little earlier, he
looked at Calette and answered that I expect scene sixteen Kei drove home in a
state of complete madness. His heartbeat was so out of control that it was
a miracle he wouldn' t have had ten accidents by now. The condom
he had in his pocket burned his thigh would have sex with esme, sex
with esme, even in the middle of his Frenzy recognized the fact that he
shouldn' t, He had to stay away from her. Girl loves boy?
He loves a girl. What would happen if she fell in love with
him. He couldn' t, he didn' t say it firmly.
He could. He had made it clear to me that he had no expectation
and he trusted that she knew his own feelings about him and his fear of
addiction, he would overcome it. He had come too far to stop.
Now I longed for it very much. Besides, adults did it all the
time. His brother did it all the time, as evidenced by his constant
supply of prophylactics. After parcara fell out of the house, they both walked
to the front door. They had done it countless times, but everything seemed
different that night and real in a certain way, the air smelled sweeter,
even though the jasmine that flourished at night had always been there. How could
he have never heard the crickets sing, as he did at that moment or
noticed the stars flickering between the treetops. As he opened the door, he
hugged his article against his chest and looked at him beating his eyelashes. She
moistened her lips and Kuay felt such a strong desire to kiss her that the
muscles in her abdomen tightened. He tried to regulate his breathing, calm the
torrent of his blood, recover his usual state of functioning, but then recalled
that he had permission to kiss her whenever he wanted. She leaned against the
door and kissed her on her lips, groaning as she relaxed and kissed her
back. He always expected her to turn him down, but she never did.
It was somewhat intoxicating to accept what else would allow him to do.
He kissed her last in the mouth and then toured her neck with his lips.
I hadn' t intended to, but I had left a mark there.
A cave satisfaction. She untied inside and did not question it, but
kissed that area with devotion. When she bowed her head to one side,
offering herself in silence, Kai surrendered to the instincts she did not understand and
nibbled on her soft skin. She breathed in a short way and he saw
that her arms had become erect. He had provoked such a mild reaction,
so sensitive to him, only to him. For now, holding his breath,
what and did what he had been wanting to do for a long time.
He put his palms on his breasts and she let him. Her thumbs
found the hard spots of her weights through her dress and caressed her exhaling shakily.
When her eyes narrowed and then she prayed, she bit her lip,
and I fell. She was 90 percent sure that she liked what she liked
best could make her feel as good as he felt at the time. I
was determined to try it I needed to please her, I needed it more
than anything else. Kay found her mouth once again and her mind became blurred.
She overwhelmed her senses, making it impossible for her to think of only
the smoothness of her skin, the curves that filled her palms and the softness
that touched her. Every time he moved his hips against her. Calette bed.
Now she whispered between kisses bed sex esme. Kai' s body hardened
painfully and he released her lips and leaned his forehead against hers, taking a
moment to calm down and relearn to use her brain. People always told him
he was smart. I should be able to figure out how to get them
both to bed. It was a daily task. It couldn' t be
that hard. It was only necessary to divide it into steps to follow.
He opened the door. He gave himself an extra point by remembering to keep
the keys in his pocket and then loading Esme into his arms. She laughed
while driving her around the house. I can walk I' m better.
I like to take you in your arms. He looked me in the eye.
Her lips didn' t bend, but he felt like he was smiling.
She remained silent all the way to the room. After Ke laid her
down in the middle of the bed, she sat down, left the item
on the bedside table and then took off her heel shoes and dropped them on
the fluffy carpet. He also got rid of his necklace and the rest of
abbas. Then he sat on his legs and watched him with eager eyes.
After a moment, Kai realized that he was waiting for him. Ah he
Kay took off his shoes, something he had never done in his room,
because he did it at the front door. He was likely to have left
a trail of dirt out of the street all over the house, but before
that could upset him too much he shook his head, took off his jacket
and brought it and sat on the bed without wanting it. He had placed
himself one arm away from her, a safe distance. She watched the empty
space for a second before looking into his eyes, taking his dress and removing
it from the top, which she finished canceling in just a moment, she
had redefined what perfection was. Now Kai' s standards were aligned with the
exact proportions and measurements of esme. No one could overcome the beautiful woman beautiful
sculpted breasts and beautiful dark weights thighs. He wore the same white cotton panties
that the night of the first wedding he had noticed for him little bow of
the center that or she had several equals. Did women buy panties in six
- packs like men did. The image of six white panties with six small
white ties. He crossed his mind. He was fascinated by the little one.
He wanted to touch him and also his legs, his skin and his
whole body, his breasts, no doubt, his breasts. You are touched
by the scratchy tone of Esme' s voice had almost a tactile quality and
Kai' s skin urchins. He had his mouth too dry to form words,
so he nodded. She felt like she was shaking, but she held
her hands steady as she untied her tie and unbuttoned her shirt, that look
she had on her face, as she watched each of her movements. To
him, his body was just his body, that thing he lived in.
Seeing yourself through her eyes. It was a new experience. When Kai took
off his shirt, Esme' s lips were pierced to take a quick breath.
When she took off her pants and stayed in her underpants, her eyes
ran through her hair completely through Ardia' s falling skin, wherever she was
looking, her chest, her arms, her abdomen, her legs Esme passed
one hand through her long hair and bit the yolk of a finger and Kay
let the air out of her lungs unable to keep resisting, got down on
her knees and came a little closer and a little more to half an arm
away to a room. Their bodies joined skin and skin. For the first
time he had fought men. It was a deliberate and firm contact with other
bodies and was acceptable to him. I knew, then, what it felt
like to have someone against him two forces of equal size that beat each other
and fought a slip and made you a key. But that was nothing like
what was happening now. Esme did not smell of Gymnastics socks or male sweat,
and her curves fit into her soft body against hard, smooth against rough
the perfect debit against her credit made no sense, as she was much smaller
than him and could knock it down in two seconds, but she was never
going to. Her warm breathing gave her a scorching sensation on her neck and
he bowed her head back so she could see her face. His drowsy green
eyes looked at him and his red lips awe- open sealed off any axis
he could have just presented. Keys approached his mouth, gave him a deep
kiss with tongue and she gave it back to him with the same ferocity.
He couldn' t get close enough, he couldn' t breathe, he
couldn' t think. He touched it everywhere as he drew a map of
his body in the mind, the perfect curves of his ass, the soft
line of his back, his breasts. He groaned when her firm nipples rubbed
against the center of his palms, seemed to be wanting his mouth and when
he wanted to realize it, he was sucking a hardened tip, touring it
with his tongue, lying it in bed. That' s where he got
lost in his body. He opened my legs to welcome his hip and he
shivered as he moved against her. That fiction, the aroma emanating from his
murmurs was in the sky. Now Calette, he didn' t understand what
he was saying He couldn' t stop moving against her. Calette repeated with
a gasp. Now Kay fell back and her nipple came out of her shiny
wet mouth. The image was so erotic that he had to turn his eyes
before rearranging his thoughts now that he asked with a scratchy and recognizable voice.
He opened my lips, but his words didn' t come out. His
chest was raised with agitated breaths that moved his breasts in the most attractive way
and to his sides. Hands were open and closed. They opened and closed,
as if they were taking something that wasn' t there the condom finally
said and it all made sense. He came down from the bed and took
the only condom out of his pants pocket while staring at her. He lowered
his underpants and exposed his penis. When their eyes darken the n and the
tip of their tongue, they passed through their lower lip. A wave of
pure lust almost destabilized him. She completely lowered her underpants and then took them
off before lying on the bed next to her. The envelope made noise while
opening it and then rolled the lubricated latex over its now hypersensitive manhood. When
he finished, he dropped his hands to the sides. The time had come,
but I did not know what step to follow. He had always believed
that he would open an inner voice by giving instructions. Human beings had been
mating for thousands of years. They found it natural instinctive, but all Kay
could hear was her own breathing. He was going to ruin everything by keeping
his eyes fixed on his Esme' s, he bit his lower lip and
took off his underwear. After subtly raising her hip, she kept her legs
together, but the cloud of curls between her thighs distracted Kay who swallowed saliva
with effort. She was naked, gloriously naked. Ben here asked her the
street body obeyed by its own decision, advancing between Esme' s knees,
covering it by aligning them in the right way. The temptation of Esme'
s lips was too strong and she kissed her in despair. When she moved
her hip, her penis slipped over her and the tip lodged inside her.
Only the Keai tip felt a bonfire everywhere, on the back, neck,
head. That was happening. Eli Esme together kissed her harder. While pushing
slowly. Every inch, she would change it, crumble it and then re
- compose it, until she finally settled into it completely and she threw her
head back and groaned for a moment. He felt too overwhelmed to move.
He had provoked her to placer. He had never believed it would be so
easy to satisfy a woman. He took his hair off his face and kissed
his lips. Invaded by an entirely new sensation and sensitivity, there was nothing
better than being inside of esme. She felt tense and fit in with him
as if they were both tailor- made, warm and soft for each other.
When she lifted her hip and had him push a little more the pleasure
pierced him and those instincts that he had believed did not come to life.
Suddenly he went out and came back in with a loud groan out there faster,
demons. The sex was good. The sex was fantastic. Ten thousand
times better than masturbating in the shower. A million times better, a billion
times better. And the years because I was with Esme, she made everything
different. She was so happy that her first time was with her. Es
He pressed my sheets with his hands as he struggled against the desire to touch
Calek, who had a contracted face as if he was feeling pain, She
wanted to relieve him and then caress him everywhere. It was splendid all powerful
muscles and strong lines and it was good, very good. And even though
she hadn' t touched it once where she needed it. I was painfully
close. She arched her back and twisted against him trying to find the perfect
angle, but his movements only excited him more. The onslaughts that there took
speed and became more superficial. He opened his mouth when he pushed harder and
then joined the hips of both for a period of several seconds. With her
breathing agitated, she kissed her in the temple Then she came out of it,
came out of bed and disappeared into the bathroom. She sank into bed
with disbelief. That was it. No doubt, her sex would soon return.
Lee hurt and wanted him to return to finish what he had begun,
but he lit the shower. She sat right and stared at the bathroom door.
As his skin cooled, he had already felt pleasure and now he was
removing what was left of it in the bathroom. It hadn' t even
been a minute since he was done. Eme' s lips were still wet
from his kisses. Her eyes were filled with tears, but she contained them.
He didn' t know how long he stared at the bathroom door.
Maybe it was hours or seconds, but at some point he got out of
bed, recovered his stuff and dropped it on the floor of his room.
Then he collapsed on the sofa and wrapped his arms firmly around his body.
She had wanted to be with him and had succeeded. He had already satisfied
his curiosity. She had told him that she didn' t expect anything from
him, and that' s what he had given her anything. The pain
and anger made their way through his body and focused on anger. When he
heard the shower went out, he went to the bathroom. He looked up
as he dried his body with the towel and after an uncomfortable moment, lifted
the towel from his thigh and dried his hair, which left exposed his beautiful
naked body, definite muscles in the arms that were marked when his head was
dried, his shoulders wide, his stomach firm that part of him and his
strong legs. Everything was perfect, but nothing was meant for her. He
smiled at him revealing his dimples, but the smile faded when she watched him
with a stony expression entered the shower and violently pressed the buttons. What happened
to her that he, with his single smile still melted her seemed to have
no respect for herself. When she cleaned between her legs, her sensitive skin
felt the need. He had kissed her and touched her until she had become
wild from desire and then abandoned her. Again I would always abandon her because
she wasn' t what he wanted. She already knew, but she still
gave herself to him how stupid she had been as the water fell on her
and the heat melted with her skin. He swore that everything ended there was
enough, enough to wish him secretly, to seduce him, to take care
of him. Everything was over and she wasn' t rich, smart or
educated, but it wasn' t something to use and throw away. He
had courage. Maybe she couldn' t see herself in her clothes, in
her nonexistent titles, in her way of speaking, but she felt it,
even if she didn' t fully understand where she was coming from. He
punched inside his chest, big, strong and bright. She deserved better than
that, emaciated by the strength of her conviction. He turned off the water,
took a clean towel to his chest and came out of the shower warm
He was brushing his teeth and stopped half brushing to turn and look at it
and scoured his skin with his eyes. Naked. It was impossible not to
notice that I was firm again and the treacherous body of esme felt a wave
of heat in response. What a stupid body passed before him and locked himself
in his room without uttering a single word. If I tried to talk,
I' d cry or yell at him. After putting on another pair of
white panties and his pajamas he took the sheets and placed them on the sofa.
The bed sharing was over while I was covering my legs. There was
a knock on the door and Calette entered the room dressed in a pair of
clean underpants. He rubbed his neck as he watched the sheets on the couch.
You won' t sleep in my room. As always, the couch
is fine. Calette frowned, but after a moment she nodded very well.
Then, good night he sketched the glimpse of a smile. He closed the
door and his steps faded away. As she returned to her room, she
punched her pillow before taking it from under her cheek and hugging it next to
her body. As if I were a person I didn' t need to
sleep with him. His anger would make him company scene seventeen. The first
thing he fell the next morning was the empty half of his bed. Not
at all, not even a wrinkle in the sheets. It was normal to
want space after having sex. He didn' t understand it, especially when
she had nightmares, when she slept alone, but he didn' t know
what else to do except leave her alone. He sat down, leaned his
feet on the ground and passed his fingers through short hair. I had slept
like a log. Good sex probably had that effect, but it was all
weird. The walls seemed too gray to him, the room too dirty,
his bed too large, even the carpet seemed extra unpleasant to him around his
bare feet and his softness was not enough. To make up for their ugliness.
Waiting for routine to make things right, he began to fulfill his usual
morning duties. During the weekend he dressed, devoured a protein bar and lifted
weights and smenó left his room. At no time did I know it,
because he had waited for her to last all that time. After taking a
shower, she found her sitting on the couch reading a text article with an
animated background film on television. He took her laptop and joined her on the
couch with the intention of working while she was studying. However, as soon
as she sat down, she got up and disappeared into her room. What
the hell was going on, he was tired of it. Now that they
' d had sex, he wasn' t tired of her. In fact,
I wanted it even more, not less. Browsing her frown, she
left her laptop and followed it in front of her bedroom door. He took
a deep breath to arm himself with courage, stretched out his hands and knocked
on the door. He opened up a short time later and he confronted me.
He was wearing his yellow em Geoan Geum shirt on shorts that reached his
knee. Her hair was gathered on a scruffy ponytail and a pencil behind her
ear looked so beautiful that it made her chest hurt.“ You are angry
with me,” Kay asked,“ she squeezed her lips and stared at
him why you act like this. He wanted her back to the way she
used to be. He lifted my defiant and stubborn chin and the stubborn desire
to kiss her increased. She almost responded to the urge, but she seemed
to be about to bite him, except that then her eyes became glassy and
she breathed more agitatedly. I do what I want. You' re hungry,
I can' t thank you. He slammed the door in his nose.
Kai stared at the door for a whole minute what the hell was going
on. Maybe he' d done something wrong. He couldn' t think
of anything. He had had sex, which had been fantastic and then he
had showered immediately so he wouldn' t spill all his sweat on her,
which had cost him a superhuman effort, as he had felt as if someone
had shot a tranquilizer for hippopotamus what it could be as he wished to be
able to understand people, but he knew someone who did because he was the
ideal human being. He took the keys and left the house. It took
him 45 minutes to get to Wan' s neighborhood in San Francisco, and
then fifteen more minutes to find parking. When he finally knocked on the doorbell
of the building where he would tell his brother, he received no reply.
He tried nothing yet once again in the hope that he would answer nothing.
Again grumbling for your insides. He took his phone out of his pocket and
dialed the one number. This one answered him after the first tone Hey,
how are you, asked the raspberry voice of sleep. I' m down
here in your building. Hey, what happened? Something' s waiting downstairs
Wait a second. A soft female voice murmured something in the background and he
responded. He' s my brother. I' ll be right back The
call was cut off Which kicked a little stone on the asphalt on the street
while I was waiting. Apparently, he wasn' t the only one who
had had a busy night. However, I didn' t think Wan'
s quote would have been ignoring him and avoiding him all day. The front
door opened suddenly and Wan appeared showing off his tattoos and some old jeans.
Hey, for a moment, Kay was so distracted by Wan' s tattoos
that she forgot the reason for her visit. When you did this to yourself.
You have some plan for that empty patch. Juán scratched the swirling calligraphy
from his right side that mixed with the Japanese- style tattoo he had in
the left sector. I' ll leave it blank. Excesses are not good
and all that you don' t believe. You' ve already crossed the
line of excess. Kay asked, shut up my ass is still blank.
Come enter Ca there entered the building and both went up in the elevator And
well what happens, asked Juan. As the numbers on the digital board increased,
you never visited me. Kay stretched her fingers again before relaxing them.
Last night I had sex with Esme a big smile. It was drawn in
his brother' s mouth. Your first time didn' t shut up felt
sharp. He had never told anyone that he was a virgin, but of
course Wan, who had an excellent intuition, knew good work. Little brother,
John held his fist high and kaylo bumped into his own by habit.
Then he felt ridiculous. You don' t mind. I know you said
you were interested and I didn' t. I don' t mind.
Wan answered with a laugh You' re my brother I' ll always choose
you first. Besides, I like her for you. I' m glad
you did it Who inflamed his chest with a deep breath, relieved that he
didn' t ruin his relationship with his brother because of his indecision, but
also strangely proud that he chose him instead of Ahuan. If Kay were a
woman, she would have chosen Wan. No doubt about it. What happens
is that now it acts in a very strange way and I don' t
know what to do with it. You mean she' s holding on to
you and you want her to stop. That happens sometimes. You have to
set a limit with kindness. What I do is no, it' s
not that. He wouldn' t mind her holding on. To him that
would be much better than what was actually happening. I think she' s
mad at me, but I can' t figure out what the problem is.
She doesn' t tell me. John raised his eyebrows when he began
acting in a strange way. I think Kai looked sideways as he looked through
his memories. I think right after we, uh, after we had sex,
wann snagged his eyebrows even more before his expression went blank. Maybe that
' s it. So she likes it, you know. Yeah, that
part was easy, he really asked in a serious tone on your first time.
Yeah, which one gave Kai a skeptical look What are you King Midas
of orgasms. I' ve been perfecting my art since eighth grade and sometimes
I still don' t know what I' m doing down there. Women
are complicated, what art is sex. You put two bodies together and things
happen. It' s like a documentary about nature. He was not skilled
with emotions, but had succeeded in that regard. Damn it, I'
m pretty sure I figured out what the problem is. Juan Qai said he
put his hands in his pockets, so tell me. I was almost completely
sure Wan was wrong. How do you know she' s done. The
elevator issued a beep and as they walked down a narrow corridor towards Wan Kai
' s apartment, it cleared his throat, made sounds, that kind of
sounds, very good sounds. Something else, Wan stopped at his door and
put the key in the lock. Who' s in the apartment. Oh,
for God' s sake, come in and sit down. Juan opened
the door to his bachelor apartment. There he entered carefully, almost convinced that
he would find sperm on the walls, but everything was quite in order.
Definitely, there was no sperm that he could see clear the black leather armchairs
were analyzed carefully. Who knows what I' d find out. He didn
' t take off his shoes before he followed guana. The kitchen has a
seat. I need to fix my hangover. Wan moved through his modern kitchen,
broke some eggs in a blender and added orange juice. Once he had
mixed it all for the fourth time he poured the mixture into an ancient and
gigantic glass of propaganda and sat next to Cay on the kitchen table you want.
A little spread the smoothie towards his brother Caí made a grimace. No
thanks, you have ibuprofen. I didn' t run out of anything.
Juan drank half of his brew, left the glass and rinsed his mouth with
the back of his hand ok Back to sex, what I think is that
she did not reach orgasm. What are the symptoms of orgasm, which burst
into laughter and drank more of its hangover cure. Only you would talk about
orgasms as if it were a disease. I' m drumming my fingers on
the table. You can finish the matter Ok Ok Ok How he breathed deep
before he let go of a laugh, shook his head and scratched the incipient
ba from the jaw. First she hopes it wouldn' t be wonderful if
Maco was here. He' s a professional. With these things I already
know let' s call it no. You can' t just tell me.
Juán moved his fingers in the direction of Kai' s pockets. Pick
up your phone and call him. He can verify what I say so stop
looking at me like I' m cheating on the answers to a test.
You call him, he won' t answer. If I call him,
it' s Saturday and it' s not even 8: 00. If
you call him, he' ll think it' s an emergency. You
never call anyone. Turning his eyes blank, Kai picked up his phone,
dialed his cousin' s number and pressed the speaker button. No way I
was gonna have that talk. He only Michael answered after the fourth tone hello
Kai how you are what held the phone towards his brother and Wane said Make
we need your experience. It' s about orgasms. What the hell is
a joke, a sound of frustration snooping on the phone. I' ll
keep sleeping. We' re not kidding. Kai hurried to say it came,
a prolonged pause before Maco answered what you want to know? Kay breathed
deeply and then exhaled tensely before asking how you know. When a woman is
having an orgasm, what are the cint signals wou ok orgasms, uh,
cleared her throat. There are many signs, but women are not all the
same. In general, they cleared their throats again. Why this is so
hard. I laugh a little very well, since you' re as mature
as a nine- year- old boy. I' ll start. John
said the sounds are truly misleading. In general, when you have a noisy
woman, she' s pretending and she wants the sex to end because she
' s not liking it, it' s more effective to observe her body.
When a woman is about to finish, she tightens and lifts her hips,
blushes and when orgasm arrives, she convulses hard and fast. Maybe his
whole body will start shaking. If you pay attention, you will feel it
on your penis, finger or tongue, whatever you' re using. It
' s spectacular. After another prolonged pause, Maco intervened like this is a
feeling of discomfort. He climbed over Cai' s skin as he watched the
phone and then his brother' s face. I don' t know if
she did all that. I was distracted by how well I felt you were
all inside her. Wan asked,“ Well, yes, that’ s
how sex is practiced. Kay didn' t answer. They had taught it
to him in the fifth grade health class. Which one gave him a look
of impatience. You touched her clitori and even what' s that? There
' s demons? Cursed Michael, how did he pat his forehead on his
clitoris is where do you have to stimulate her to get her to orgasm and
where is that? Wán rubbed both hands against his face, while Maco repeated
there are demons. What Kay asked. They didn' t teach us anything
about clitoris in high school health class. It didn' t even sound real
as far as he knew it was an urban myth like the Chupacabras or the
extra terrestrial Rosbel case, as they should, Maco said with a distressed tone.
Why don' t you do it. Michael and Wan remained silent.
All right, so maybe he didn' t have an orgasm. That'
s a reason enough to get mad at me. Kay asked who we'
re talking about. Maccob asked.“ It was kay A,” Maccob
said,“ who did you want me to go,” Wan said to
see at the end,“ you hugged her” They need a few minutes
of that why fuck. Juan protested Machacob. You should have prepared it,
better prepare me for what. Kay Wan asked over a hand in her head,
shaved, shit. I was all sweaty and I was afraid the condom
would break and get her pregnant, so I took a shower. I thought
it was appropriate. You weren' t. Juan kept taking his head,
shit, shit, why do you keep saying that, exclaimed Kay Wán,
lowered his hands from his head and watched Kai with a fixed look. Imagine
you' re a girl and I' m serious. It' s not
funny You let a guy touch you. However, when things start to get
really interesting, if you' re starting to really enjoy it, he stops
and then you tell yourself that it' s okay. You' re glad
he had a good time, but then he leaves you right there and he
takes a shower and leaves you alone in bed. How you' d feel
sexually frustrated. John looked at the roof yes and used, sad and abandoned.
They get very sensitive after having sex and you have to make sure they
feel careful. I agree he felt macob Kai released a heavy and defeated breath
when it came to women. What Maco said was worth gold Kay had ruined
everything in the worst way due to the deficiencies of the fifth grade health program
and her stone heart.“ And what do I do now,” Kay
asked, completely lost. Michael and Wane spoke in unison to apologize. You
could give me an example of what I should say. He asked for a
script would be best. I could memorize it and repeat it to her.
Don' t say anything. Maco orderedÁn and then went to Kay.
You better think of something. Only then will it be authentic. But first
I have some items for you. What articles, asked Maccob sex education articles.
I do read amazingly. Juan shook his head toward the phone. I
think you can go back to sleep or have sex with your girl now.
I have some things to talk to Kay what articles I have. The barely
audible whisper of a female voice was heard, followed by something that was unequivocally
a kiss. I' ll talk to you guys later, call me if
you need anything. Kai' s phone screen went out and Wan stood up.
I' ll be right back. They' re in my room.
Kuay watched his brother walk down the hall. It wasn' t long before
he came back with a pile of articles under his arm real sex for fools.
Kay asked you to read. This offers a good summary of the subject,
but I like this one better. Toma Oan supported the articles on the
table and placed her. It goes first over the pile. Not everything in
this article is unbreakable rules. It' s just suggestions. I don'
t agree with everything you say, but it' s a good starting point.
Key reached out to the article, but then hesitated when his fingers were
about to touch it. It' s safe to touch these articles. Of
course I do, you idiot, of course I do. I' d
rather masturbate with porn, not with manuals. Keep them. I don'
t need them anymore. Okay, thank you, Kay took her go first,
browsed it and raised her eyebrows in front of the diagrams. He hadn
' t done that, but he wanted to. There are videos that teach
things with fruit on YouTube. You should look at them, but I'
d save them for later. You have to hurry to read this article and
then apologize as soon as possible. Kai picked up all the articles. Well,
I get it. Thank you. John again curved the Comisura from his
mouth. Not at all. I should have prepared you earlier, but I
wouldn' t have listened to you. I wasn' t ready. Probably
never would have been ready if it wasn' t for esme. Now yes,
Wan stared at him for a long time, until he finally said be
careful. Okay, you' re adults and you can make your own decisions
and so on, but just be careful with you and her and I really
think she' s a great woman for you and wand said someone from the
other end of the apartment. I' m cold. John suddenly put his
hands together and rubbed them as if everything had been solved. I think we
' re done. Call me if you have any questions, but not early
at ten. Good luck, ah, and you might want to buy a
box of condoms on the way home. I' d give you some of
mine, but I only have two left. Kai went to the door.
I' ll take your brother' s advice. He seemed too optimistic,
considering how things were between him and me at the time, but it was
better to be prepared. Don' t forget to apologize, first with words
and then with your tongue. He heard Wan say as he left the apartment
scene eighteen is. She gave me every effort to focus on studying, but
the thoughts about Calette kept getting between her and American history. Why he had
been so confused. That' s how he treated all the women. She
was supposed to be grateful that he would have cost her and begged her more
made a grimace of disdain, not in this life, not even in her
next life. When I was a catfish. After reading the same page three
times he closed the article no longer wanted to impress him, so I wasn
' t sure why he was still studying. That information. It wouldn'
t help her clean the toilets better. A wave of nostalgia assaulted her.
He looked at the time, but it was too early to call home.
When he couldn' t talk to his family, the best thing he could
do was eat fruit. The fruit and his home were connected in his mind.
Everything Carol had bought from him was over a long time ago, so
she snuck fresh fruit into the pantry, it was the best thing, but
the tata was better than nothing. He opened a large can of Lichis served
it in an ice bowl. Yes, he led to the living room and
put the hump of notredame in acflex I was sitting with my legs crossed in
the carpet in front of the television, putting Lychis in the mouth with a
spoon. When he came out the door, he took a quick look in
his direction before concentrating on taking off his shoes. With his frown, he
wore his reading glasses and had all the looks of a killer accountant with his
shirt and black pants wonderful mind, wonderful body. The night before, that
man kissed her like there was no tomorrow and then he threw her away.
As soon as I was done with her. A lychee got stuck in his
throat and she forced him down. Swallowing hard, he took his bowl of
Lichis half finished and prepared to escape. Don' t go. Calet took
a step towards her and some plastic bags swayed by her side. Please,
I want to talk to you. She considered running out anyway, but the
plea in his eyes kept her still. He played with the spoon with a
lychee floating in the bowl while waiting for him to say what he needed to
say. I had no idea what to expect. He had never been predictable.
Instead of talking immediately, Calet crossed the room and sat on his heels
in front of her, the plastic bags creaked when he left them on the
floor. I bought you this. The unmistakable thorny red shell of the rambutans
swirled from the top of one of the bags and she screamed and drew them
closer to her. For me, where you got them, they didn'
t have that kind of fruit in the store near Calette' s house.
He sketched the glimpse of a smile. I had to go around with the
car, but I found them in San Jose. You' ve been going
around all day, not all day. He bowed his head and laughed a
little bit it was either she or Calet had blushing cheeks. I' ve
been reading too. He took off his glasses and left them on the coffee
table.“ Thank you,” she said more moved than she wished to
admit. But then he saw the box inside the second plastic bag. I
knew what kind of box it was. He blanked his eyes. If he
believed that she would have sex with him again after the night before, he
had some things to learn. Those fruits would go with her to her room
and hopefully he would fill the house with ants, feed them secretly and drive
them to the calet room to be bitten. While I was sleeping. He
lifted the bowl and bag from the ground and extended his legs to stand up.
And at that moment he looked at her directly and said sorry. The
words were so unexpected to him that he did not know what to do.
He looked at it without blinking last night I messed up everything I didn'
t realize it. I didn' t know Calette made a sound of frustration
and looked at her knees. I swear I' ve rehearsed it, but
it' s not working out for me at all. Her eyes met hers
again now with determination. Last night was my first time. She shook her
head without understanding my first time around with a woman with anyone you never said
she would dry her throat. I know it' s not a big excuse.
I should have prepared in advance to do well for you, but your
expression softened. I' m glad he went with you. She doesn'
t sound like answering.“ I had never dreamed of being someone’ s
first experience and being the first for that man so secretive meant anything, I
guess it’ s a very selfish thing to say this Considering that you didn
’ t like it,” Calette said, sketching just one face, you
would give me another chance to make it up to you. She opened her
mouth to answer, but no sound came out. Or I' ve ruined
everything. When she went on unresponsive, he deflated his chest. His lips
curved with a half- smile, without ears, and he turned his eyes
and knelt down. I' ll go to the office.“ I will
see you if I give you another chance, what will you do,”
she asked. Calette' s eyes searched for hers before they stopped on her
lips and darkened more kisses, many more kisses and then touched you more.
She shuddered when he toured her body with his gaze. Who can play only
You. Calette frowned. You can also touch me if you want anywhere.
He was ending up nodding when he said except in one your face ha,
you can' t touch me there. You already have. Then where he
asked a thoughtful expression crossed Calette' s face. It' s not important
unless you decide to give me another chance. You' d give it to
me She bit the inside of her lip. Before answering perhaps how I can
help you decide is I left the fruit aside and got on his knees so
that both were almost on the same level give me as the first time.
For an endless second, Calette remained completely immobile. Later, her arms wrapped
her, drawing her towards him, bowing her head back. The lips of
both of them met and she let go of a gasp. When the warmth
invaded his body, he relaxed immediately as if he were afraid to hurt him,
and the kisses became slow addictive. She grabbed him by the shirt while
struggling not to touch him, and he backed back and said I' m
sorry more. He kissed as if she were his whole world and if she
had no longer been on her knees, she would have plummeted to the ground.
Hold on to his shirt and give him back with longing. Each kiss,
each touch of tongue was kissed until they were intertwined on the floor with
their lips swollen without breath and then kissed more, each lost in the body
of the other. However, when Caletes rolled his hand under her pants,
he came out of his stupor and his or her entire body tense broke with
the kiss as an unexplained panic wave cooled his skin.“ What is it,
” Calette asked. Her cheeks were blushing, but her eyes looked at
her with confusion and concern. You' ve changed your mind. She shook
her head quickly. I wanted this, I loved him, but that was
the problem. She had wanted it from the beginning, she had opened herself
to him over and over again and that she had achieved with it. I
' m scared to whisper Calette' s face. He was groggy with something
that looked like pain to me. She shook her head again. I'
m not afraid you' ll turn me down again when I touch you the
wrong way. I' m afraid you' ll leave me again against his
will. His eyes were dampened and he shed some tears, he turned away
his face from his face, and he rinsed his tears with one of his
sleeves. Now ashamed, even before her own ears. It sounded pathetic.
He hollowed his palm against his cheek and gently encouraged her to look at him.
I won' t. He assured with a snoring voice, at least
I' ll try not to. She nodded and tried to smile in response,
but felt strange. I' ll try not to. It didn'
t sound very convincing. Calet surprised her when she held her hands in fists
and kissed her knuckles. Yesterday you also did this It made the rigid fingers
of esme relax and open. And when he saw the deep marks that had
been left in the Palmas with his nails frowned, stop doing it. After
a brief moment of doubt, Calette sat back on her heels and took off
her shirt and revealed the wide extension of soft skin that covered her sculpted muscles.
The place I ask you not to touch me is he breathed deep,
straightened his shoulders and said the navel. She could not stop a smile from
spreading across her face and a laugh threatened to escape her belly button from her
mouth. Yes, my belly button. I know it sounds like a joke.
A little bit she tried to contain the smile, but that only made
it wider. I mean it. He insisted on a serious look. I
can' t stand being touched here. You do try. Maybe you accidentally
hurt yourself. I can' t control my reactions when it comes to this
place. I don' t even like to think about it. I won
' t touch him, I promise, but he came up to him.
I can touch you in all the other places. Caleta once felt yes as
long as no soft brushing I know. He brought a hand to Calet'
s chest and he stood still. He didn' t make any move to
stop her. Before making contact, she withdrew her hand, stopped for a
moment and took off her shirt just as he had done before. As usual,
she was not wearing a bra, she hated them and he devoured her
with his eyes, making her feel like the most desired woman on the planet.
She gathered their bodies from the chest to the knees, leaned her cheek
against her shoulder and cautiously wrapped it in a hug, holding her breath.
He firmly supported the palms on the hard muscles of his back, even though
he knew that he could not see his movements. I felt his heart beating
so hard that he could feel his sternum shaking with every heartbeat. It was
the first time he ever dared to hug him since he had gotten into his
bed because of the nightmare. If he was going to refuse it, that
was the time, but he didn' t. Instead, he kissed his
head and hugged him back and, second after second sme loosened against him,
as fear slowly evaporated from her. He finally let his hands explore him freely.
He walked his strong shoulders, his big biceps and everything else. From
the muscles he had between the homoplates to the twin marks, which he had
on the lower back, and he allowed it. I trusted her. Maybe
she kissed his neck and jaw. When he approached her, both her lips
met and multiple sensations passed through her. The kiss began soft, but very
soon he climbed toward something intense, as both tried to get closer and closer
to each other. She could barely breathe, but she didn' t care
about that boldly. He caressed him above his pants and enjoyed how he groaned
and kissed her more strongly and then anxious hands were happening. They unbuttoned buttons,
pulled down ledges, took off clothes. She touched him there for the
first time and was delighted by how deliciously different he was from her and he
also returned the gesture. He touched her by moving the tip of her fingers
between her wet curls and wet folds, and then stopped there. There,
there, she opened the box he had bought with trembling fingers and drew a
small envelope. You don' t want oral sex He asked the articles I
read They recommend it a lot, and I want to try. It took
him a few seconds to discover what calette was referring to and then c blushed
so much that it felt as the heat emanated from his body in waves.
That wasn' t something she knew and her grandmother certainly wouldn' t approve
of. The idea of him kissing her between the thighs was scandalous and intriguing.
Later she answered and urged him to hurry. Once Calette had put on
the condom, she lured him to the ground. With her, her bodies
aligned perfectly with each other and he pressed her cheek against hers, as if
she were savoring being by her side. Please don' t let me make
you cry He whispered in his ear if something' s wrong Tell me so
I can fix it. Please, Esme' s heart contracted and hugged him
tightly. I will. Calet swallowed salt once before he moved. The hips
and masters joined with short breaths and long sighs with the inside. She couldn
' t help but bow down and try to get a little closer until Calete
reached out and touched her hand. Esme strained strongly as her a wave of
heat emanated from the place where his fingers were caressing. Show me how to
make this fascinating to you, too. He asked as he looked at her
in a direct way, not a glimpse of shame on his face, because
I need you to feel as good as I am feeling right now. At
first, she paralyzed herself with a mixture of humiliation and shyness, but then
leaned on her hand and taught her how to give pleasure to her. I
had always believed that it was improper for a woman to participate that way in
bed, but prejudices did not matter. When it came to them two,
she would be what he needed. When he began to move his hips while
caressing her with his fingers. She could not prevent the sounds from escaping from
her fondled throat inside and outside, treasured loved. He surrounded me with his
arms, containing it in every way he could, while their bodies were at
a rhythm. He was there, he was his and he wouldn' t
go anywhere. Kisses everywhere, on his lips, neck and shoulders, heads
together, heavy, intimate sighs, whispers to the ear, answers like this,
and so on and so forth, Eme hips rose abruptly from the ground
and stuck as close as possible against him above his head back, too,
too, too well also a trembling groan, strong convulsions over and over again
and you all I need is your name. His name. His name,
his name, Pure stillness in the mind and heart of Esme warmth, satisfaction,
feeling security in the arms of Calet He saved in the fingers. She
' s melo, she hugged harder. He was harrowing and stronger, but
she would protect him with all his stage being. Nineteen, Kai woke up
from the deepest sleep of his life and blinked until he managed to focus his
room. When he saw how lighted it was, he took a look at
the clock ten and twenty- three in the morning. Seriously, I'
ve never slept this late. He tried to sit down, but a warm
weight kept him against the bed, raised his hands and found a long silky
hair and soft skin. It' s Me memories invaded her mind kissing her,
touching her that she touched him, being inside her, watching her melt
with pleasure. While lying there looking at the roof, Kay recognized that she
must be losing her mind. His Sunday plan was ruined if there was a
woman in his bed sleeping over him like a lazy man in a tree,
but her weight calmed him down. He had managed to sleep eight hours and
for the first time in a long time, his testicles did not hurt.
It felt good. He looked at that rare sense of well- being,
since he didn' t trust her. It was due to oxytocin and the
dorfins released during sex. Maybe now he was addicted to sex, or worse
than that, he was addicted to Esme had to get rid of her before
it was too late to think of losing her. He made his stomach turn
and his body tighten as a way of rejection and pulled a lock of hair
from his cheek and kissed his head, as he needed to make sure she
was still there. Well, that explained all kaydiep accountant addicted to esme in
a surprising way to the. That idea made him feel good. It was
hard to feel upset when she had her in her arms, but the day
would come when she had to leave and he didn' t know what he
would have to do to refurbish his life without her. However, for now
I didn' t have to think about it. They were there. Just
in the middle of the summer. His phone vibrated and he took it instantly.
Grateful for Oan' s friend' s cheering distraction on the list of
fills before he could open it. This one moved. Oh, I'
m on top of you. He said I slept like this all night.
I think I' m sorry. He stepped aside, he was about to
protest, but instead, he stared at his hair. It seemed as if
she had combed it backwards applied to Spry while he was head down or both.
This month he lizó the messy and extra- voluminous locks and shyly kept
the only docile lock behind the ear. You' re in pain for sleeping
on top of you. I mean, she felt his chest with her hands
like she was looking for something. He did not know what symptoms of internal
bleeding or perhaps broken bones and Kai covered his hands with his. If she
kept touching him, they' d end up having morning sex with bad breath
and he wasn' t sure how it worked. That' s fine,
you' re the perfect size. To me he assured She smiled You think
I' m beautiful and I' m the perfect size. That was obvious,
so he changed the subject. Wan' s friend just sent me a
smaller list. Kai sat down and opened the hymeo. Apparently, he reduced
it to nine. They are full names, class attendance information, phone numbers
and photos of your former student cards. You want to see her clearly I
want to. He grabbed my phone and immediately curled up next to him.
And he threw the sheets on his breasts. A real sorrow alien to his
disappointment. Esme gave him a look of enthusiasm before observing the photographs. When
she reached number eight, she took Kai' s arm, which was further
away from her and made her surround her by the waist and then smiled at
him He liked that to be snuggled his smiles, the fact that he helped
him be there for her. He had not known that she needed to be
hugged and was incredibly liberating that, instead of becoming angry with him or sad,
she would communicate and teach him what to do is whispering. Esme,
number eight. Kai looked at the photograph with skepticism. The man had green
eyes, but to him they all seemed more or less the same. Why
he had stopped in that particular to judge by his area code six hundred and
fifty is from here he covered his mouth. It' s too early to
call. Now. It' s not early. It' s past ten.
He enlarged my eyes and looked out the window as if he just realized
the time of day, we fell asleep. Right. That' s right,
while the memories of the night before were happening in her head, Kay
let her look through the profile of her, the elegant line of the jaw,
the graceful curve of her neck, cleared her throat and touched with the
tip of her fingers some small purple marks that he had left on her skin.
I, uh, maybe I left you some fucking marks were permanent.
He had not done so on purpose, although he had to admit that the
image was incredibly satisfying to him. Apparently, he was like a dog and
felt the need to mark his territory, but not with pee. She laid
a hand on her neck and smiled. As he blushed, they would disappear,
he nodded relieved and disillusioned. At the same time, after seeing the
photographs again, she again concentrated on number eight. His finger prowled about the
number he had dialed on the phone, breathed deep and then pressed him and
put the phone out loud. He bit his lower lip while the phone rang
one two, three times, four times, five six, feel, eight
nine Hello has communicated with Felt Jackson. He' s probably busy in the
O R. Please leave a message and I' ll call you back.
When voicemail started recording she cut off communication and Kay looked at her confused.
“ You don’ t want to leave a message,” she asked She
shook her head quickly. For a few moments his lip continued to bite.
As I watched the photograph on the screen. You think he' s a
doctor. Maybe we can find out. He took off his phone and Googled
Feud Jacks in both medical and Greek. There was an ugly tall stick Jackson
specializing in cardiovascular and thoracic surgery. Esme took his phone and added up on
the man' s photograph. She looked pretty good with her elegant white hair
and glasses and had a nice smile, as if Strécouis had shaved and exercised.
He' s a whisperer, but he didn' t seem happy.
He had wrinkled his forehead and kept biting himself. The lower lip is a
problem. She passed a hand through her hair rough and picked up a man,
a man like that to be her daughter. I didn' t fall
and look out the window. You don' t think she likes her eyes.
They got theirs. You think I will, of course I will How
could she not like someone? He surprised me when he clapped over him with
a hug and buried his face against his neck. After a moment of confusion,
he hugged her tightly and leaned his cheek against hers was sad, happy
crying. He had no idea, so he held her back and waited.
But as he waited, he could not help but realize that he had a
naked esme on his hip, with his breasts, on his chest and his
sex. He was right there to his body. It took him a tenth
of a second to react the way life expected and he made a grimace.
He didn' t think it was the right way to react when there was
a sentimental woman in his arms. I was looking forward to his erection disappearing.
When she grazed her penis, she stood still, when she noticed and
rubbed herself against him deliberately, as she bit her ear again she asked with
a whisper. There was only one way to answer that question. It seemed
that after all, they would have morning sex with bad breath scene twenty.
The following month was the best month of Esme' s life, now that
she had gotten used to working being a Waitress, she fit in well with
her and had saved enough to fix her grandmother' s house or buy her
something better. Besides, his grades in high school stayed high. He couldn
' t become an accountant, but he was getting the best of it all.
Sinn without r r r was that his time with cove was like a
dream. Things had become easy. Among them she lit the extractor bell,
every time she cooked with fish sauce and he had learned to kiss her every
morning when she went to work and gave her a hug. When I picked
her up from high school, she still didn' t talk much, unless
she asked her specific questions, but she was fine. She talked enough for
both of us and he was good at listening. One day, she made
a passing comment about wanting to take a sailboat ride one day and he had
surprised her by taking her to a Sunday brunch in the water of San Francisco
Bay. It had been wonderful your first date. Now they were resting on
the couch of the house of caletteÉs. I had to study and his
work seemed endless. She had highlighted a few pages of her text articles before
making the bad decision to look at him wearing her reading glasses. Again and
as usual, he was dressed in black and carved garments and hovered over the
screen of his laptop, as if planning the attack of an elite sniper,
although when he spyed on the screen he saw some spreadsheets instead of battle plans.
In any case, he found it sexy and could not help but set
aside his duties and curl up next to him. Calette didn' t seem
to notice it at first and she kissed her strong neck and jaw muscles.
Calette whispered what you think. His lips found hers and the rest of the
words didn' t matter. As always, he kissed her, giving her
his absolute attention and intensity and it was not long before she took her laptop
and occupied the space on her lap the plan she had devised from the beginning.
His glasses were twisted and he took them as if he were going to
take them off. She didn' t say it quickly and repositioned them on
her face. I like them. He gave her a look of confusion.
My reading glasses you want me to wear now. She bit her lip while
smiling. I think they' re sexy. The glasses shook his head as
he let go of a little laugh, but he didn' t take them
off. What else is sexy you naked. She grabbed the hem off his
shirt and threw it up, but then her phone rang and vibrated. It
was that adorable little song that sounded every time she got a call from her
mother' s phone she had chosen it because she had thought Jade would like
it. Calete stretched her hand toward Esme' s purse that she had left
by her side of the couch and thoughts assaulted her faster than lightning. I
either knew where she kept her phone. I' d get it to him.
I' d see the photographs of Esme and Jade on the screen.
She jumped over her purse, but instead of intercepting Calette tripped, she fell
off the couch and almost broke her head with the tea table. You find
well, his strong hands helped her get in and he caressed his head.
Just to be sure, her phone kept ringing. I' m fine,
only the call may be Fel Jackson made a grimace. It wasn' t
Felt Jackson. Calet took the bag and when she started opening the outer pocket,
where she kept the phone, Esme took it out of her hands.
“ I was in charge,” he said with a voice too loud,
“ but when he finally took the phone, it had stopped ringing, which
the guilt with or contracted his stomach judging by the number of calls.“
It had probably been Jade you will return the call,” Calette asked looking
at the phone. With curiosity, she bit her lip. Eh maybe later
I the phone sounded the same tone of call again Esme' s mouth dried
up and the sweat began to bathe her forehead. She took the phone to
her chest. I had to tell him right now. Things were going well.
Maybe he' d take the news easy. It' s my mother
who heard herself say with her heart beating at the gallop. You should answer
to me. It doesn' t bother me, but it was like that.
What would happen? If it was too soon and I ruined everything,
I' ll talk in the other room so you can work. She announced
she lost all courage during the last second she ran to her room, closed
the door and rushed to answer the phone hello. M Jade' s unmistakable
voice was heard on the other side of the line and Esme' s sense
of guilt escaped. What kind of mother kept her daughter secret. Esme wasn
' t ashamed of her daughter, but having her been so young didn'
t give a good picture. She already had too many disadvantages. How could
I add another hello?“ My child called you because I miss you,
” Jade said. He felt a knot in my throat and sewed their eyes.
I missed you, too. That' s all I wanted to say
no to you and he said not to waste minutes on the phone. Oh,
and if they have toy horses there, you can buy me one.
If you want. I love you so much. When the communication was cut
off, she let a sound slip from her lips that was half laughing half
sob and buried her face in her hands. I had to talk to Calette
soon, but not yet. On Monday I was sitting at one of the
tables in the restaurant after the busy lunch hour trying to make up my mind
between two toy shops that I had found with his phone, one that gave
forty- five minutes on foot and the other half an hour on foot and
a half an hour more by bus. When Carol showed up from the kitchen,
hey what you' re doing here alone, asked Carol sme rushed to
turn off the phone and hid it under the thigh just in case before pretending
a smile lunch, She wished to have talked to keo leave from the beginning
Carol looked at the plate of fried rolls on the table. Once again,
fried rolls go five days in a row, you will obstruct your heart until
you die. The obstruction of her heart was just what she needed, even
though she wanted it not to kill her. If I could tolerate high cholesterol
and pain. In fact, maybe I could meet Fel Jackson as a patient.
That was a lot better than calling him and hanging up when he jumped
voicemail. Well, you' re still young.“ You should eat all
the bad things while you can,” Carol said as she slid in the
seat across the table. Tell me how everything is going between you I see
you happy Esme could not contain the smile that spread on his lips. I
' ve never been so happy in my whole life. I hope I can
make Ancalette. The bells tinkled at the door and Calette entered the restaurant I
saw Vis tidor his suspicious black clothes and as if he was about to commit
a robbery the heart disme took a leap of emotion and ran to meet him.
He hugged her right away.“ What are you doing here,”
she asked. You' re hungry, I can bring you anything you want.
He replied with a kiss, which made his blood warm and thick.
We had a meeting outside the office and I' m done early. I
don' t want anything. You come to see your wife, but not
your mother. I see how things are. Carol commented, there was a
biting tone in her voice and bothÉsme and Calet shrunk. It was true
here. She didn' t like to visit her mother, because she always
asked her to run errands. He had gone by himself, knowing that I
should not touch him by surprise. He held it by my sleeve and passed
his fingers through his palm and he took it firmly by the hand. Carol
sighed these guys come sittin' down. She gestured to them by pointing to
the table she was at and after both of them sat down, she pointed
to Esme' s plate of fried rolls. He' s been eating this
all week. You have to tell me something. Caleta observed without expression the
rolls, the garnished vegetables and the small tacita of fish sauce. He likes
them. Fried rolls are the best in town, they' re the best
in all of California. Carola corrected before focusing her attention on Esme, so
women eat when they are pregnant. Maybe I have a grandson on the way.
Esme was dazzled when mother and son stared at her. Calet seemed about
to have the heart attack that is I had been wanting to suffer. No,
I' m not pregnant. I swear.“ You are sure,
” Carol asked with her eyes narrowed. You' re tired all the time.
I' m sure. Esme said she was tired because she stayed up
all night studying and playing with Calette. Calette breathed a sigh of relief,
but an uncomfortable mixture of emotions stormed Esme' s stomach. She wasn'
t pregnant, but she had a baby tell her. Now he ordered a
voice inside his head. Now was the perfect time. I don' t
want to push you, but summer' s almost over. Carol commented,
as she looked at Calette, she patiently intertwined her hands on the table.
It' s time for you to start thinking about the future. The heart
of e is half- sleeved in the chest. As I watched the muscles
of the calette jaw strain, what I was thinking. I couldn' t
want him to leave not after the neo. It' s perfect that they
' d been through together, but I' d love her enough to want
to marry her. I still have that event hall booked for August 8.
If she doesn' t marry you, she' ll leave on the 9th
What do you choose a wedding or a trip to the airport Tell me your
decision at your cousin Michael' s wedding this weekend. Then I' ll
have time to organize things. He asked for Carol. I' ll let
you talk it over. Maybe you can go for a walk. The weather
is nice outside and right now we don' t have any customers. Calette
' s mother got up and disappeared behind the kitchen doors. Before Calette could
say anything. He stood up to me, untied his dark green apron from
his waist and picked up his phone. I want out. I actually wanted
to delay. The conversation was terrified, so that he could say, Calet
followed her from the dark restaurant to the sun shining outside and she held the
phone against her chest as she walked blindly to the sidewalk bordering the busy street.
The air smelled like exhaust gas and concrete almost like in your home.
I' d be back there soon I hated all that. He didn'
t want his life and that of his daughter to depend so much on the
elections. Give someone more for a thousandth time since I had arrived.“
He really wanted to be an accountant, that educated woman who needed no one
and had nothing to fear why you were going so fast,” Calette asked.
She slowed down the march and gave him an apology look. I'
m sorry Ann He put his hands in his pockets as he walked staring at
the traffic that was going on over there. We' re supposed to be
talking about our future. He said we don' t have to. She
wasn' t ready to have that conversation. He grabbed the phone harder,
but that didn' t keep his hands from shaking. After a few seconds
he realized it was his phone. Someone was calling him. He took a
look at the screen, doctor, Dad, the panic went through her and
made her scotch Las Palmas, and a cold sweat ran through her face.
My father extended the phone to Calette. He shook his head and enlarged his
eyes. Why you give it to me. Answer hurry before she hangs up,
she spread a finger toward the call acceptance button, but failed to do
so. What if he' s mad at me for calling too much and
if he thinks I' m honest, he' ll say all I want
is residence and his money. It is true that I want a different life,
but also Calette took his phone and pressed the answer button followed by the
speaker button. Then he held the phone to her to talk. She covered
her mouth. I couldn' t even talk I couldn' t even move
through all the heavens. What had I done? I could hang up,
I wanted to hang up Hi, your father said a serious and kind voice.
I have some missed calls from this number. It' s the package
they can' t deliver to me. Actually, I' d like to
have it now. My name is Felt Jackson Calet first looked at Esme then
on the phone and vice versa, inciting her quietly to speak.“ Hello,
” Fell once again said,“ is the shipping service. Somehow,
he regained my voice and responded with his best English Hoe Hello, I am
not from the shipping service. Ah, okay, so what are the calls
coming to? I and I think he swung a deep breath of air with
effort. My name is Esmeralda and I think you' re my father,
came to a prolonged pause and then he said Wau let me sit down another
long pause. She pictured him walking through her hospital office, sitting on her
desk. All right, tell me all about it Start at the beginning with
your mother. Please, tr at Twilling. You met her twenty- four
years ago on a business trip, but you left before you waited a second
Where that business trip took place. A disquieting feeling passed through her in Vietnam.
He cleared his throat. He knows how to curse this, but I
' ve never been there. I think he cleared his throat again. He
' s got the wrong person, the heart of esme got stung, he
flipped. Everything collapsed and their hopes shattered. Ah I' m sure you
' re completely charming and now that somehow you' ve overcome the shock,
I can say I' d love to have another daughter, but I'
m not your father. I' m so sorry. What he said his
name was Esmeralda. She answered. I' m so sorry.“ Emerald,
” he said, sounding like he was giving bad news to the first
patient on a long list. I can help you in some other way.
No thanks, wait. Yeah, my dad went to clauber Cley, like
you with not being an ugly guy who would have gone to bit Nam twenty
- four years ago. Oh, my God, the fel man let out
a big sigh, I might, but his name isn' t felt,
it' s Gleaves, so I' m not very sorry. Evange esmer
Esmeralda. Thank you, Bill, for her time, she said no wonder
good luck the line was silent and she stood there watching the cars pass at
full speed and the traffic lights changed green, yellow, red and then green
again. Calet wrapped her with a firm hug and she broke into tears.
He anointed his face against his chest and soaked his shirt with his tears,
but he did not protest. He kept counting it for what seemed like years.
When he finally calmed down and separated from him. Calet pulled a few
damp bumps out of his face. He didn' t have to say anything.
She saw everything in her painful sad eyes and that comforted her more than
any word. I thought he would be the voice of esme sounded much weaker
than she had expected. Why I had a feeling. He leaned his hand
on his stomach. Premonitions can be very unprecise. To be sure, I
would recommend that you revisit the list and call each of them. He proposed
I can help you if you want, considering how much he hated phone calls,
that seemed like a very generous offer and she kissed him as his heart
overflowed. I' ll call them. Thank you. A car entered the
parking lot and stopped right next to the calet porch. A client should come
back. We can talk about the other subject later. He nodded very well.
They walked back to the restaurant holding hands and after a quick hug and
kiss. She ran in. Later he would arrive too soon, but he
was glad it wasn' t now. Kei walked back into his car and
sat inside, but didn' t start the engine. I couldn' t
stop thinking about what she said. He' ll say all I want is
the residence and his money. It' s true that I want a different
life, but also how I haven' t seen it before. That was
the main goal of Esme' s journey, a different life, not a
romantic relationship. It had all the meaning of the world. If he were
in his place, he would have done the same, except that he would
not have put so much effort into one single candidate for marriage. In it
he would have had many more appointments to increase his SS chances of success.
Why didn' t she do it? Maybe because he thought he' d
find his father and get citizenship that way. Actually, it was the best
option. If he found his father, that would automatically grant citizenship and he
would not need to marry anyone to achieve it. The process would also be
faster. But if he didn' t find it, he picked up his
phone and searched Groogle, a U S citizen through marriage. According to the
results of the search, the Government gave notice after three years of marriage to
an American citizen. Cay was American. If that was the only thing she
needed and it seemed that was the case, he could marry her, could
prolong everything beyond summer. His head turned as he and she watched it together
sex and television and shared the bed and their smiles and laughs forever. He
didn' t think it was right. That would be to take advantage of
her a visa was not worth a life sentence, but it required three years
of marriage, three years with esme. The strength of his desire became so
intense that the skin burned him. Compared to the meager three weeks he thought
he had left. Three years was a luxurious amount of time. She could
give free rein to her esme addiction, for three whole years, and then
free her to find love. They' d both win. But only if
she didn' t find her father. However, his mother wanted an answer
for Saturday, so he was running out of time. That' s what
he decided. If he didn' t find me his father that same week,
what would he ask for marriage scene twenty- one on Saturday afternoon,
and esmes was putting his black dress on his head. When his phone vibrated
with an incoming call, he pulled the dress down and hurried to answer unknown
number. He said the answer button. Hey, hey, hey, hey,
hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey,
hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey,
hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. He gets a message
from this number, a man said what it' s about. She breathed
deeply to calm her nerves and repeated the phrases that had become familiar during the
last week. While I had checked the list of fils one by one hello.
My name is Esmeralda. You' ve been to Vitnam. Yes,
of course I do. Whether this is a free vacation proposal or something like
that. I' m not looking for someone who was there 24 years ago.
He announced me ah, for he heard him exhaling out of the hand
was to wheezing and prolonged, as if he were poking in his memory.
No. The first time I was there was in anoy at the beginning of
the 2, 000. She sighed as disappointment settled within her. That meant
that there was only one fel left and there was no guarantee that he was
the only true fell If he had not been to Vitnam either, that left
her at the beginning of her search. You' re not the person I
' m looking for. She said thank you for returning my call more would
be missing. No problem. Good luck, I hope you find him.
Goodbye The man hung up He left my phone on the desk carefully. The
last ugly one on the list was a Sumacker or his biker, as Calette
put it. She tried her last name with her first name to Schumacker'
s smo val and frowned. It would take him a while to get used
to it, even though he liked the meaning of a shoemaker. There were
many feet in this world. That reminded her that she would have to wear
back heels that would torture her all night long. He put the damn shoes
in question. He took a handful of cheap jewelry and looked at his image
in the whole body mirror in the bathroom held the shiny necklace against his neck,
but decided not to wear it and put it aside. Once he finished
putting them on earrings, a bracelet and makeup. She met a new woman
who looked at her from the mirror this time she had succeeded. She looked
elegant like Calette' s sister, and that gave her the confidence she needed
so much. That night was the night I' d talk to Calette about
Hadey if he didn' t show up completely overboard, I' d propose
to her. Just thinking made him shake his hands and with the r died
towards the sink in case he vomited. While breathing to get rid of the
nausea, Caleta entered the bathroom with her black tuxedo. He looked like a
secret service bodyguard. I can' t stand these things, he twisted the
ends of his bow tie, tied them up and let his hands fall with
exasperation. I' ll take care of it gratefully for the distraction. It
' s the mess he' s made, and he' s made a
calm bond with him. That' s it. Thank you. He answered
as he shook his arms and breathed as if he was preparing for battle.
She smiled and straightened her flaps with her hands, satisfied with how she looked
in her laced suit Denna did not wear it and it was felt with her
hands the sector where she believed the inner pockets of her suit were. He
frowned. He' s what the article you always carry with you. He
watched his face You' re telling me I should take him. She didn
' t respond quickly. Well, if you wish. She shrugged rather than
preferring him to talk to her, especially that night, who was so nervous,
but if he really hated weddings so much, he didn' t want
to torture him. Galette smiled and then we have an hour' s journey
until we get to Santa Cruz and I don' t want to be late.
She followed him out of the house and they both walked the way to
the sidewalk, where he parked his car. Instead of going in directly.
Calet frowned at the white splashes decorating the roof and windshield. This is statistically
unlikely. Not even a patch under a tree did he add the lips of
esme they wanted to sketch a smile, but he contained them with effort.
The birds are telling you to park in the garage there' s plenty of
room. Just move the bike aside. Then the inside of the lip was
bitten. Things had become so easy between them that I had forgotten that that
was a taboo subject. His stomach contracted as he watched him, not knowing
how he would react. He would be angry like the day she had gone
to the tent ninety- nine ranch After a brief pause, he responded.
I don' t like parking in the garage why he blinked and his face
contracted while thinking how that why. What' s the reason. She asked
me, because it didn' t make any sense to her, because there
' s the bike. He answered him in a sharp manner before opening the
door of the companion for her esme entered the car and watched him close the
door. He surrounded the car and settled in his seat. He turned on
the engine and went out into the street as if the conversation was over.
But it wasn' t like that. If you don' t like the
bike, why not. I didn' t say I didn' t like
it. Calette clarified. She exhaled a tense sigh even more confused. Then
why he looked at her for an instant before returning his attention to the road,
changing the march and passing by a convertible. That' s how I
like things. He' s like you and why you roll up your socks
like that. She looked down and turned her bracelet on her wrist. You,
you kept ignoring me. I did it to make you think about me
so you don' t roll up your socks. That way she didn'
t respond with a laugh. He bowed his head aside It worked He smiled
at me. I know, though he didn' t turn to look at
her. His lips curved as he continued to drive and pronódó swirled a pleasant
silence among them. She watched the office buildings go through. It marveled at
its bright exteriors and well- kept gardens. That' s mine Calette pointed
to a building that had a blue glass façade and a sign with huge white
emsoft letters on top. Sme straightened himself in his seat and watched him with
interest. Which floor is your office on top of everything I share with others
like a boss. She said with a smile, jokingly imagining the pineapple in
a tiny closet. While all the important people enjoyed the view of the windows,
Calette dedicated a funny smile to him. Something like that. Many of
the fils are bosses. One of them thought I was his employee. He
commented on me in the absence of anything better to say. Calet kept an
unusual silence before asking you' ve heard from the last two of them again
It wasn' t him. She squeezed her lips and rolled her head.
You think I look like a somacker. Calette looked at her thoughtfully before concentrating
on the road again.“ Perhaps these two might make shoes,” she
said extending her hands and making such an ugly grimace. She sketched an uncomfortable
smile and crossed her arms to hide her hands, but he stretched out his
palm let me see asked you are driving. He threw her in the arm
until she gave in. However, instead of inspecting his hand, he took
her fist to his mouth and kissed his knuckles. I don' t care
what these hands do as long as they' re yours. It was silly
and he was not a poet, but his words made his eyes full of
tears. When Kath rested her hand on the lever of change, she placed
hers on top of his. It wasn' t a beautiful hand, but
at least it was small in comparison. People would think they were a good
couple. She relaxed in her seat and watched it from time to time during
the rest of the trip, recognizing the excitement that burst in her heart.
I had been invading her little by little, growing every day and now I
couldn' t ignore her. When you had those feelings for someone, I
didn' t hide secrets no matter how scared I was tonight, I'
d tell them everything. Attending a wedding dressed in tuxedo and barefoot was something
new for Kai. She couldn' t get rid of the feeling that she
was missing something from her shoes, but I thought she was delighted. He
sunk his toes into the sand like a little girl as they walked hand in
hand along the beach towards the white folding chairs and the wedding altar set on
the water' s edge. Again she was wearing the shapeless black dress,
but she still looked so beautiful that Kai' s mind was dulled by her
smile. She was happy. Everything was fine in the world. Only twenty
people asked me there was a brief pause as he stopped admiring her and focused
on her words. Yeah, they wanted something intimate. Estella doesn' t
like crowds, just like him. You like weddings. Largely, he would
offer a very busy wedding if she so wished, but something like that was
more his style, though with less sand, small or large. Anything'
s fine. That' s it. He raised my shoulders with indifference,
but then his eyes shone when he said how funny the flowers, the dress
and the cake are. What she felt and immediately memorized those details. Yeah,
if she agreed to marry him, she' d get the best flowers,
dresses, and cakes. A truck full of flowers, a haute couture
wedding dress, ten cakes or a hundred if it was for him as long
as she said yes demons, it was knotted in her stomach. They don
' t have to be like that. He added esme with a smile.
These look very expensive. He pointed out the giant bouquets of white roses,
orchids and lilies that decorated the ends of the seating sector. Your cousin spent
a lot of money. He watched the flowers and decorations. I think so.
I can take care of the flowers myself. I know how to do
it. Then he bit his lip and turned his hair away from his face.
I can also make my dress and I don' t know how to
make a cake, but I can learn her green eyes met Kai' s
and she seemed vulnerable. I can make everything look amazing without it being expensive.
He didn' t know what to answer. She didn' t have
to do everything by herself, unless she wanted to. He didn' t
care if the wedding was expensive. I wasn' t planning on getting married
over and over with once would be enough. He would never want someone other
than esme. His addiction was very specific. Hello, young lady, beautiful
and my son. Kai' s mother greeted them with one or da and
black that had bright blue flowers on the front, without the height provided by
the heels. The white silk pants that accompanied her dress, rubbed the sand
and she threw them up impatiently. I never thought I' d attend a
wedding without shoes. It' s a different experience. You have some news
for me. Esme' s hand strained over his and looked at him for
a moment before turning his gaze away. Not yet, Carol, we still
have to talk about it I was thinking after dinner would be a good time.
He said Esme was here. He nodded and outlined a brief smile.
Sounds good to me. Ki' s mother watched closely her joined hands do
what you have to do, but before you leave the wedding you have to
talk to me. All right, we' ll do it. Carola assured
me. Carola felt calm enjoy the Sanjo wedding and retired to talk to Kai
' s sister, her aunts and cousins what and that were heading for her
seats. When Maco appeared, he shook his hand to fall and surrounded him
with an arm. His three- piece tuxedo made him look fresh from a
catwalk, even without shoes. I' m so glad you came. Macob
said he smiled, but his movements were abrupt and sudden and his breathing tense.
He must have been nervous. How it goes down, except Maco'
s girlfriend had already said yes, what did it say? Nervous you are
well, asked kay yes great I have already told you that I am glad
that you came, because it is so. Estella really likes you. Maco
' s gaze fell on ename and drew a crooked smile. You must be
beings I' m glad to meet you. At last she shook her hand
and she smiled back with a cool, envelopsed expression. She had also fallen
under Maco' s spell, even if he got married within a cursed hour.
Maco and his handsome features to me too I am glad to meet you
Estella is a very lucky woman. He responded with a fantastic smile typical of
esme and in English, as he did with everyone, except with kay maccoel
tried to smile, but instead he took a breath of air as he shook
his hands and straightened his shoulders. Thank you for saying that. I'
ve never been so nervous. I am so in love with her that,
if I do not appear, her words faded away as she concentrated on a
group of silhouettes in the distance and her face adopted a romantic expression. He
squeezed Kay' s shoulder without even looking at it taken. I' m
sorry this is gonna start. Everyone hastened to settle down and the conversations stopped.
Esme practically vibrava of enthusiasm Estella is beautiful. Your cousin a dreamy look
flooded his face and Kai was sure she would say he' s so handsome.
Instead, what he said was worse. He' s so in love.
Kai' s stomach became a big knot and forced himself to remember that
he was doing the right thing. She wanted the visa, he could get
it for her. The wedding would benefit both of you. For three years,
a guitar began playing a cover of a pop song and Kay watched the
ceremony carefully. If everything went well, he' d be doing all that
very soon. The bridal procession walked down the hall in pairs formed by Maco
' s sisters, a group of Iwan friends, and then appeared stella dressed
in a white diaphanous dress that Michael himself had surely designed. When her father
gave her a weeping smile, she returned her gesture and kissed her one hundred
before taking her arm and walking to the altar where Maccoel was waiting for her
who watched her with the same romantic look as before, but multiplied by a
thousand had red eyes as if she were on the verge of crying. As
she walked through the sand, her gaze never deviated from him, whatever MacOS
felt for her. It was reciprocal. Girl loves boy, loves girl.
As the bridegrooms exchanged vows and kissed, the sun plunged into the horizon and
the sky shone over the ocean. It was a magical moment. The cameras
flashed on numerous occasions. A dozen phones shone and no baby cried. The
small group of guests rinsed the tears Esme included and Kai felt like an impostor
until Esme gave him a handshake to get his attention. He kissed her by
surprise on her lips and then smiled at her. If they weren' t
in public, I' d have brought her closer to him and given her
another kiss until they melted. He knew how to do it, but he
gave his current situation. Kay simply devoured her with her gaze, wishing her
with all the strength of her uncontrolled addiction and judging by how the pupils of
ESME were dilated. She didn' t care. Kay was getting close to
her to kiss her. In spite of everything, when the guests stood up
to watch Macol and Estella pass by them, the staff of a nearby hotel
gave them to a garden to enjoy a relaxing cocktail party. Queis I shared
a sex onde Beach while everyone ate appetizers and talked. She had no tolerance
for alcohol. After just a few sips, he was leaning over Kai and
I was giving him that look that, according to his experience, indicated take
me to bed and do what you want with me. That look was one
of the best things in the whole world. Key was determined to enjoy it
during the next three ros years, after the cocktails, the celebration moved to
an outdoor dining room located under a tent made of wooden beams, white fabrics,
semi transparent and golden Christmas lights. While the Asian style dinner, fusion
and speeches were happening, he rehearsed his proposal. Mentally, logic indicated that
she would love it. I' d say so. It wouldn' t
make sense if I didn' t. When everyone was eating cake and mint
ice cream with chocolate sparks, Kay took the hand of esme you' d
go for a ride with me. She ate one last bite of cake.
He removed the fork from his exquisite lips and supported the utensil on the plate.
Of course, they left the tent and walked quietly along the shore of
the beach with their hands firmly intertwined and their feet sinking into the sand.
There was almost a full moon that threw a pla light over the water and
the air smelled of sea salt and seaweed. Once they were at a proper
distance, he slowed down until he stopped. The fucking time had come.
I was shaking inside. I' ve never asked a girl out before.
I' d never wanted to do it, and now I' d make
a marriage proposal. You heard her ask me what music. He bowed his
head and then heard them beats of soft guitars traveling with the Brisa from the
tent recognized the clear melody of moon of bushy are dancing. She smiled,
passed her arms around Caii' s neck and began to swing from one side
to the other. We' re doing it, too. I don'
t know how to do it, you have to move. Thus, she
replied with a laugh. He felt completely ridiculous, but he followed the game
and moved with it and then somehow stopped feeling ridiculous. There were only the
two of them, just the moon, the ocean, the sand, the
music and two hearts beating and she was smiling. He put his lips on
that smile, stole it and when his tongue entered his mouth, the flavors
of Fruit, Vanilla and Champagne made him spin. The head. I'
d never eat cake again without thinking about it. I' d never drink
champagne without thinking about her. Every triumph of his life would taste. Esme
couldn' t help but walk her body with her hands, try to find
a way to SS favorite parts, but her loose dress made it almost impossible
for her. When he released a sound of frustration, she laughed at him.
One last time, he turned away and wiped off the lipstick in his
mouth. We need to talk. You' re right. Kay breathed deep
to get rid of the lust of her mind and took her hands. The
sooner I proposed, the sooner I would finish everything and be much closer to
marrying her. It is Me Ancalette Kai doubted surprised by the shaking of her
hands. Unlike him. She was really shaking when she was nervous and caressed
her knuckles with her thumbs hoping to calm her down. You talk first if
you want. She lifted her chin and said very well I first relaxed her
lips and adjusted her hands to hold them from him. While he was holding
his own. He started talking on several occasions, but he stopped before the
words came out You want me to talk first. Then he asked I can
' t. He took another deep breath and bit his lower lip before saying
when I got here he had reason to get married. With you many reasons
and I approached you for those reasons, but then his look found his.
Then I got to know you his fingers clung harder to his fingers and I
approached you because I wanted to be close. I often forget my reasons because
I' m happy with you. You make me happy I fell inflated my
chest, his heart beat at full speed and couldn' t help but smile.
There were an infinite number of reasons to exist on this earth, but
that seemed the most important of all. I' m happy to be here
I' m happy to be here. Kai said. It may be too
fast, it may not be the smartest decision, but she slowly smiled at
the soft, liquid eyes in the moonlight and said with a child. It
' s clear I love you, Kai' s lungs stopped breathing his heart,
he stopped beating. He loved me the warmth bubbled over him with waves
to vassalantes what had he done for whom she loved him? I was willing
to do it a million more times. Kai took Esme' s hands to
her lips and kissed her knuckles. I couldn' t talk, I had
no idea what to say. Lu being much more beautiful than the moon,
stars and water. Behind her, it' s Me sketched a flirtatious smile
and asked you love me even if it' s just a little bit.
He was paralyzed by that question. Not why I' d asked that question.
He could give her anything she wanted. The visa real diamonds her body,
but love, the hearts of stone did not love. He didn'
t want to answer that question. His whole body rebelled against it, but
he forced himself to admit the truth. No. She blinked and shook her
head before smiling again You love me more than a little bit. No esmel
retreated and let her go. I' m sorry, but I don'
t love you much or little. I don' t love you at all.
I can' t. The face of esme dissociated and her eyes opened
wide and weepy at all she whispered. I don' t love you.
Kay felt her whole being hurt like she was imploding and I never will.
This isn' t funny at all. I' m not kidding. I
' m completely serious. She didn' t say a word. He only
stared at him as thick tears poured down his face. He wanted to retract,
he wanted to erase the sadness of her. I would do almost anything
to make her smile again, but I couldn' t lie about it.
She had asked him the question and deserved to know the answer. I don
' t love you, I never will. The heart of esme split in
two and the sharp splinters stabbed her from the inside. At the same time
she was overrun by shame, a heavy and suffocating shame. She knew why
he couldn' t love her, she could go to high school, change
her clothes and change her way of talking, but she could never change where
she came from. From the bottom it was so poor that it could not
afford to finish high school, so different that even other poor people despised it,
so small that it could not climb to be free, at least not
in Vietnam. With everything he had done for her, he had believed me
that he saw more of things than she did. He couldn' t change
and he valued her for what she was inside, but he couldn' t
do it. Considering his words. I never would. I' m sorry
I bothered you. I go said away from him, He shook his head,
the expression attentive but inscrutable. You don' t bother me with a
laugh that grazed the hysteria escaped Esme' s lips. I don' t
understand you. She turned around to run away, but he stopped her holding
her arm firmly. We' re not done. She took a deep breath
and took courage to face the worst, almost afraid to look at it for
fear of what he was going to say. We should get married. Esme
' s body loosened from confusion. I wouldn' t mind if you stayed
with me long enough to get your citizenship papers. Then we could get a
quick divorce. I think that would work for both son and then he squeezed
his lips firmly into a wrinkled line. Maybe she had tried to smile.
He shook his head, he had heard his words, but they made no
sense. Why would you marry me if you don' t love me?
I' ve gotten used to you being in my house and in my bed.
There, when he mentioned his bed a wave of hot heat, he
invaded his face to esme and lowered his head. Sex wanted more sex.
Of course, he had been a virgin before all that and they were really
good in bed, but she couldn' t do it, when it meant
making love to her and it was just sex to him. He didn'
t take his hand away from me and back off. I can' t
marry you. Galette frowned. I don' t understand why, because it
will hurt me a lot, because she loved him. If it was just
a cold deal between strangers, maybe she could have made that marriage, she
could have done a lot for jave, but she couldn' t. He
destroyed his mother first. Galette wasn' t the solution. I had to
keep looking and find another way. He looked down. I' m sorry
some warm tears fell down the face of esme. She also felt it Esme
don' t cry myself, without uttering a single word. She turned and
staggered through the sand back to the wedding reception. I had to get away
from there. To do it. She needed her phone and money suddenly entered
the romantic tent and kept her arms close to her body, while she quickly
dodged couples who were slowly swinging on the sandy dance floor, feeling like an
intruder. There was his imitation bag. On the back of his shoulder he
hung it on his shoulder and put all his efforts to avoid eye contact with
the rest of the guests. You' re feeling well esme asked be and
greek who stopped mixing sugar in his cup of tea. Her hair looked perfect,
her makeup perfect, her perfect black dress. She was born for those
occasions. Esme forced herself to sketch a radiant smile and nodded cove. He
entered the farthest end of the tent and watched the guests with a frown as
if he were looking for someone. His gaze looked at her is Me did
not hear what he said, but he knew it was his name. Calette
walked in her direction and the panic took hold of her had to get out
of there. All those people thought she was climbing the social ladder. By
marrying Calet and I didn' t want to be there. When everyone found
out he was thinking the same thing, he ran away laughing at the table
and bumped into something firm. He looked up and saw the face of wan
Hey where you' re going. In such haste he asked with his characteristic
joy. I' m sorry I was looking over his shoulder and saw Caleta,
advancing towards her with a determined step. No, please, let me
go, please, what' s going on? Did you fight?“
Wan,” he asked“ I felt his vision cloudy as he shook his
head. No, we didn' t fight. Calette was getting close She
dodged wan and ran off. As I went outside almost slipping. He saw
that Wande had Caletti and talked to him with a worried look on his face.
He ran me at full speed for a long stretch of sand, feeling
the rough grains scraping his feet and finally bumped into the pavement. I didn
' t know where he was going, but he was moving away and that
was enough for now. Her phone rang and rang, but she ignored it
and kept running blindly, running away from him and the horrible shame she felt
when she could no longer ignore the tone of call stopped, picked up the
phone from her purse and turned it off. While standing there with his lungs,
burning his mouth dry and feet, possibly bleeding. He realized that he
had no idea where he was somehow. He had ended up in a quiet
street bordered by small beach houses and tall palm trees, without calet, without
Carol, without her mother, without her grandmother, or Jade, no one
just same and had nowhere to go. It surrounded her in a huge world
and nowhere was hers where she could go. When you didn' t have
anywhere. Kay toured the beach for what seemed like hours, but couldn'
t find Esme. He was missing in the middle of the night. She
tried to call her back, but she communicated directly with the voicemail the worst
feeling. He climbed up his skin. The air was cold, but he
couldn' t stop sweating. He loosened his bow tie at once, took
off his hair and took off his jacket. He almost threw it into the
sea, but then remembered the velvet box in his pocket. That little box
belonged to Esme Good, it would belong to him once he had a chance
to hand it over to him. How he could have gone that way.
Wan came running from the opposite end of the beach over there You haven'
t seen her. What a frustrating question, if he had seen her,
he wouldn' t be there alone. No. Wán rubbed his shaved head.
What the hell happened between you guys why you ran off Kay kicked the
sand. I proposed to you. Even in the dark. Kay saw her
brother enlarge his eyes Wow, okay. I' m surprised she wasn'
t happy. I thought she was really in love with you whaty squeezed so
tight the wrinkled jacket of her tuxedo that the fabric issued a squeal. It
' s good. I was tonight. He told me he loved me.
He still couldn' t believe it He looked at him confused and he ignored
the question and started walking down the street. Maybe she was sitting on a
bench around waiting for him. Maybe his momentary anger. He' d missed
it before. He had thought things over and wanted to change his answer and
what Kai insisted Juan, who reached him and walked next to him, Kay
put his jacket back on and put his hands in his pockets. And I
' ve told you the truth, and that truth is which way faster.
He left the sand behind to reach the pavement and watched Santa Cruz Street plunged
into the darkness of the night. There was a bench next to a lone
light pole, but it was empty. He took a look at the parking
lot where his car was. There were no signs of life. She wasn
' t anywhere to hold him firmly. Kay, what did you tell her
why she was crying? Kay tried to swallow saliva. It didn' t
work on the first attempt or the second, but for the third attempt he
remembered how to do it. I told her I didn' t love her.
That' s silly. This I want what the hell I told you,
because it' s true. Kai insisted,“ You are crazy of
love for her Look at her,” Juan told you, gestured with his
hands toward Kai as if it were something obvious. It' s not true.
Kay let go bitingly. Don' t fasciris. Of course it'
s true. You' re a man of everything or nothing. So we
always knew that the first girl to get your attention would be the one.
It' s Me It' s your choice. I don' t have
a choice. I' m not good at relationships. He went down the
street looking everywhere where Esme shit was, he' d be safe. It
didn' t seem like a dangerous area, but that was no guarantee.
She felt an adrenaline rush and her heart bumped into her ribs as she grabbed
her phone and called her back straight to the voicemail demons why she didn'
t recede. He mumbled more for himself than for Wan.“ He does
not want to talk to you,” his brother replied. Anyway, you
don' t tell a girl you don' t love her, and then
you ask her to get married. With you. I don' t know
what you were thinking. Kay put her phone back in her pocket impatiently.
He needs a visa and I can give him one. It' s that
simple. I even told her I' d be willing to divorce her.
As soon as it' s all officialized. He should have been happy instead
of saying no and running away instead of responding immediately. John exhaled and passed
a hand through his face as he shook his head. At least they agreed
on something. This situation was exactly bullshit. Why are you willing to do
all that for her?“ If you’ re not interested in relationships,
” Wan asked with his eyes squinted, his brother’ s eyes swerved and
shrugged. I' ve gotten used to being with her and we' re
fine living together. Then why didn' t John raise his hands great reasons
for marrying? I' m going back to the wedding. If you know
anything about her. Let me know. While John was returning determinedly to the
wedding tent, Kai went to his car and slipped into the high- heeled
esme shoes were resting on the passenger seat forming irregular angles and he looked into
the car with enthusiasm, until he remembered that she had left them there from
the beginning. Qai drove aimlessly searching the streets, sidewalks, banks and shops
for a woman wearing a loose black dress who was barefoot. He didn'
t find her anywhere. When he stopped at the same traffic light for the
fourth time he recognized that it was time to surrender. She had her phone
and purse and knew how to take care of herself. If she didn'
t want to be found, there was no point in continuing to look for
her. Still it would stay close just in case it stopped the car in
a parking space next to the beach, put the handbrake and turned off the
engine. Then he sat there waiting to hit his fingers on the steering wheel
as he watched the darkened sky scene twenty- two a bright light went over
the eyelids of esme. She grimaced, rubbed her face and dropped the small
bottles from the minibar to the floor. The TV was still on and the
roof of the hotel room was spinning, or maybe it was she who was
spinning. He got in hard and the billy went up his throat while the
bedroom was leaning. Ay did not run into panic towards the bar and touched
the floor with his knees, just as he began to vomit in the toilet
again and again until he felt his eyes burst. When she finally managed to
stop, she wiped her mouth and watched her face numb in the mirror.
He had vomited so strongly that a few red dots had come out on his
cheekbones and around his eyes. And to make matters worse, her hair was
a mess. He was still wearing the black dress the day before and smelled
terrible. If her mother and grandmother could see her at that time, they
would surely be very disappointed and Lee would order her return to Calette' s
house, where she would be safe to thank her for her marriage proposal and
sign the papers as soon as possible before he changed his mind. Jade needed
it, but a one- sided love story would destroy Esme not to mention
that she would be setting a terrible example for her daughter. Esme wasn'
t going back to him. He picked up his phone, searched for Fealsumacker
' s number, and called him back. He rang several times until he
cut himself without entering the voicemail, so he called again. Before reaching the
first tone, a recording was heard. The person you call is not available
at this time. What did that mean? He tried again. And once
again, before reaching the first tone, the message was heard again. The
person you call is not available at this time. He must have blocked the
number. Maybe it was his father and he blocked it. That made him
stomach, turned him around and his pride broke, but he convinced himself that
everything was fine. She didn' t need it, she didn' t
need anyone. Maybe she was still drunk because of the minibar drinks and maybe
she was too sensitive. However, there alone. In that hotel room,
he really baratized himself. He swore that from that moment on he would do
things for himself. It wasn' t enough for caleto, for that mysterious
felsiumach, but it was enough for herself. He didn' t need a
man at all, he just needed his own hands. While washing her hair
and removing the sand from the wedding feet under the cheap shower, a bonfire
burned in her heart. I didn' t know how, but it would
prove its worth in front of everyone. He spent the day planning a new
independent life. He took a bus to a thousand pitas. He toured the
area near Carol' s restaurant. In search of apartments, he found a
place that offered a monthly rent, signed the contract and went out to buy
things for the house and new clothes he would rather walk naked than call calette
to get his things back. He could keep them that night while sleeping in
a sleeping bag in the l of his apartment, in a single environment.
He dreamed that Jades' father took her away and woke up crying. He
snuggled up against the wall and heard the building crackle and cars pass outside.
Like it always used to happen to him. Their fear gradually became guilt.
If she had given her daughter, father and wife right now, Jade would
have a whole family, with a mother and a father, not to mention
living in a luxurious house with servants. But since she hadn' t,
her child was trapped in a room hut while her mother led a life apart
across the ocean. Perhaps a better mother would have given up her baby was
selfish to keep jadé was love enough for her. A ferocity took over his
body. Love would have to be enough. It was all she had.
When the sky began to clear, he stopped trying to sleep and made a
search on his over- vised work phone. There had to be opportunities for
someone like her in a place like that were very good. Sorting out the
difficulties, but he read multiple Internet pages and they all said the same thing.
He needed to have a university degree, twelve years of specialized work experience
or a surprising mix of both requirements. She had work experience, but something
told her to clean toilets. It wasn' t the kind of specialization the
ads requested. I was still struggling to assimilate that information. When a little
later, that very morning she entered Carol' s restaurant ah my beautiful young
lady has arrived. Carol ran to meet her and hugged her tightly. You
had me so worried about why you ran away without warning anyone. Hey,
everybody was really worried about you A little shocked I just hugged her back.
I' m sorry. I didn' t think anyone cared about her.
After having rejected Calette' s proposal, she turned away, outlined a forced
smile and extended her arms as you can see. I' m fine I
' m fine I' ve been looking all over for you. He told
me he called you a lot of times why you didn' t answer.
Carol Esme asked focused on placing her purse in its usual place, next to
the cash register and kept her breathing under control. That was the only way
to avoid falling apart. I had nothing to say to him. Carol dismissed
Esme' s words with a hand gesture. How you' re supposed to
solve your problems. If you don' t communicate, tell him it happens
and gall will fix it. It' s that easy. Esme’ s
heart beat with a deaf blow, but fortunately, she had cried so much
during the last days that her eyes now remained dry. There' s nothing
to fix. We' re not for each other. Her certainty must have
manifested itself throughout her body, because Carol looked at her and disappointment became evident
on her face. You' re sure it' s nodded me where you
' ve been. It' s safe.“ You need money,”
Carol asked and patted her face and a grip on her arms as if she
needed to make sure that she was. I was really there. I got
everything I need. Thank you. I stay in that place. At the
end of the street, the one who rents rooms per month is pleasant,
reported esme with a wide smile compared to his home in vit Nam. It
was a luxury. However, it did not take much to make an accommodation
more pleasant than your home. You' re here Esme suddenly turned around and
saw calette standing at the door of the restaurant wearing her classic secret agent uniform,
black suit and shirt, but it looked different than usual. He seemed
tired, but still so handsome that I felt a sharp stab in him.
In fact, I was desperate to find a distraction. He took the sugar
sachet tray from it shelf and started adding the right amount of sachets to the
small boxes on the Hello Calette tables. You didn' t answer any of
my calls. He said as he entered the premises in great stride. I
' m sorry she could do it. It would keep composure three white sachets
of common sugar, two brown sugar coffee sachets, three yellow sachets. From
her she drew her arms and held her firmly I was worried about you for
a long time, He simply hugged her and she allowed it. He had
reason not to, but at that moment he could not remember them. It
was so nice and smelled also that the lonely part of esme melted with it
something unknown. He pinched his cheek and passed his fingers through Calet' s
face and then stepped aside to look for the best. What was that you
didn' t shave. He kissed her and a stabbing sensation pierced her heart
like an arrow. As soon as she loosened up against him, Calet kissed
her more intensely, seeking her mouth with frictions so full of desire that they
made her feel dizzy. It was impossible not to react when he abducted in
that way as if he had been sick of concern for her, as if
he were passionately in love. Calet' s mother coughed loudly. He gave
me the kiss and tried to split up, but Calette' s arms closed
around where you' ve been asking I got an apartment near here. He
stood still. You' ll move. He hesitated for a moment before nodding.
I don' t know why. You can' t stay with me
like before. We don' t have what let go of a sigh of
frustration, looked out the window and made a grimace. This isn' t
the best neighborhood. His disdain for the area made the esme muscles think.
Okay, people weren' t that rich there, but that didn' t
mean they were bad. To tell you the truth, they looked a lot
like her is she pushed me into Calet' s chest and he reluctantly let
her go. It' s not really. Crime statistics in my neighborhood are
lower. You should go back. No. N. N. N N
N N U s two heads. I can' t. Calette passed a
hand through her hair and took a half step towards her. You were fine
in my house until recently.“ Why can’ t you love me?
” she asked softly, giving her a chance to change everything. He squeezed
his jaw hard and took it from his hands. I can keep you safe
when you' re hurt and her eyes fell in her mouth. I can
always kiss you like it' s the first time. I can get her
expression made up. I can work with you in the garden. I can
even get a professional to take care of him. I can fix the house
for you if you want the kind of wedding you want. I can.
Calette said firmly. You love me. Calette closed her eyes and then lowered
her guard. No. No, no, no, no, I love
you, she contained the tears, took her hands away and continued to organize
the sugar envelopes. Three pink envelopes, three blues. It wouldn' t
fall apart. It wouldn' t fall apart. You should get out of
here You' re gonna be late for work. He took a deep and
irregular breath goodbye Then she forced herself to smile that you had a good day.
Calet leaned forward as if he intended to kiss her and for a moment
she would allow it. She could almost feel the softness of her lips over
hers. He could almost feel his taste, but he threw his head aside
in the last second and after he briefly doubted, he receded. Bye mom
waved to Carol and left Essmes' s shoulders. He got into baron all
of a sudden and watched with watery eyes like the silver porch. He was
leaving the parking lot at full speed. The sadness grew and weakened her and
she was slightly surprised that she had managed to stand so strong that she could
bear it. He was just one more man. Carol approached and sat on
the bench, stunned and defeated. I don' t understand why he'
s acting like this He likes you, I assure you. It' s
clearer than water. Why did you say that I don' t know without
saying a word. Esme concentrated on the sugar sachets, put one last envelope
in the black box, placed it against the wall next to the sriracha sauces
today significant and continued with the next table. However, while taking the white
sugar envelopes, a few droplets fell on the paper. She rinsed her tears
with her shirt and took a new overcoat, but also moistened it ven ven
Carola hugó ven see beautiful young lady, the composure of esme cracked and sudden
sobs assaulted her. She wasn' t strong.“ After all, I
am sorry,” Esme said“ I am no longer your beautiful young lady
” I tried, but then I fell in love with him and I can
' t live next to him. So I will break everyone deserved to love
and be loved everyone, including her. Carol caressed her back like she was
scratching carrots, come on, come on, you' ll always be my
beautiful young lady, it' s always hugged me harder before she swung a
sleeve over her face. I wish I had her mother- in- law.
Carol patted her cheek and watched her with sad and wise eyes. Then
he picked up his apron phone and held it as far away from her as
possible. As he looked at the screen with his eyes squinted, he selected
a phone number to call and pressed the speaker button. After a series of
tones, Juan responded and said in a distracted tone Hello Mom, how are
you. You need to talk to your brother. She said it had something
to do with Esme Coni You found her. Carola felt briefly, although Wan
could not see her. Yeah, yeah, she' s here. Oh,
well, that' s great. I had some background voices interrupting him,
and sounds of drowning were heard as if he had plugged up the phone
to talk to someone. Yeah, I gotta go. I' ll call
tonight, tonight not now insisted Carol and if she doesn' t answer,
you must go see him. I can' t. I' m in
New York trying to get the funds for the next one. Carola spoke over
her son. Go home. This is important. He' s your only
brother and he needs your help. John sighed sometimes he doesn' t want
my help. You have to try. It' s your responsibility. You
have to be better than your son of a bitch. There was a prolonged
silence on the phone before Wan said I took care of it now I really
have to go bye mom. She cut the call Carol, muttered something for
herself and put the phone back in her apron. He took a bunch of
sugar sachets, but he hesitated before putting them in the box. I don
' t know what he can do to Nuan. Carol seems busy. These
problems between her and heat should not be a priority. Carol ignored the comment
of esme one has to be firm with Wanne believe me. I' m
his mother, but he usually does what he has to do. If I
push it, you' ll see, it looks like he manages well.
He' s just a kid. No, that' s quite an achievement.
Esme didn' t imagine doing anything like that. Sounds good, but
it' s a small business.“ Nothing to do with Calette,”
Carol said derogatoryly. Once again it gave him the feeling that they were not
talking about the same Calet. Why people were talking about him like he was
mega successful. If he wasn' t, he shook his head and continued
to work. It didn' t matter. She had to take care of
her own business. There were three weeks left before I had to leave and
the clock ran. In that country of empowered persons, justice and equality,
opportunities were available to all. Marriage and birth could not determine the only ways
to belong here. It wasn' t possible. There had to be something
she could do to earn a place, some way to prove herself had to
keep looking. Key sat in front of his desk in his office and honestly
did not remember driving there, entering the building or the elevator. I had
done everything in automatic mode. I had been too busy, assimilating that I
was safe and sound. The day before it had passed in a white nebula,
even though logic had tried to convince him that she was most likely well.
Horrifying scenarios had taken hold of her mind constantly and she had felt devastated,
without sleeping or eating, and had looked at the news in case she
appeared on the stretcher of an ambulance, now that she knew she was safe.
Finally he was relaxed and allowed to consider the fact that she was not
only refusing to marry him, but was also moving earlier there at the restaurant.
He had done everything he could to keep him and she had rejected him
and so it should be. There was nothing but seeing him now. He
had believed that he would suffer from a terrible abstinence when he left me forever.
But I was surprised how well he felt. Everything seemed perfect, wrong
and surprisingly good. He did not feel sad, angry or depressed. I
felt nothing. As he turned on his laptop and watched the screen come to
life. Routine labor tasks lined up neatly in his head, emails, major
junk projects. He was like a fucking machine back online ready for production.
However, when he opened his first email, it took his fingers three attempts
to write wave sidh correctly, set made the MDDM soft and even when he
did, he wasn' t sure he had written wave correctly. It was
just a wave- following h. It didn' t seem like a very
sophisticated word for a concept as important as it was. He' d move
on. People said he was smart. All I had to do was concentrate.
He was too skilled to concentrate too skillfully sometimes, when he finally finished
writing the hymeil he looked at the clock and was amazed to see that he
had spent two whole hours writing a short paragraph. He sighed and took a
hand to his forehead to massage her and then stuck a finger in his eye
by accident shit. Now that his head was paying attention, he was beating,
his face was hurting and he had a strange feeling in his extremities,
as if they had been taken away from someone else and glued to him.
He was probably getting sick. It had been a long time since the last
time, so it would certainly be a horrible thing. Now that I thought
about it, I haven' t had the flu vaccine in years. He
opened the drawer of his desk, took the ibuprofen bottle he kept there,
removed the lid and dropped a couple of pills on his palm. At least
that' s what he imagined in his mind. What really happened was that
the pills fell on him on his desk and on the floor. When he
wanted to clean up the chaos, the pills broke under his feet and knees
and slipped between his fingers. When he had finished storing the majority in the
bottle and accidentally spraying the rest, he hit his elbow with the chair and
head with the desk. He went out into the hallway with the intention of
going to the kitchen to fetch water and realized that the office was unsettlingly empty.
It was like working at Christmas. At that moment. He recalled that
on that day they had a meeting outside the company to encourage teamwork in which
all employees participated. Fear your partner would reprimand you for being antisocial. Once
again, when his phone started ringing he took it out of his pocket and
answered the call without seeing who it was, Hey, it' s me,
how are you, asked a familiar voice that wasn' t his partner
' s hello. Juan, it' s all there. He took a
look at the pieces of pills he had scattered on the floor of his office
and discovered that one of his shoelaces had been untied. It' s all
right. Why are you calling me Mom, she says I have to come
back from New York to see you, because it' s an emergency.
What' s going on? There' s no emergency like this. Esme
asked in a neutral tone. Well, Wan remained silent and waited. When
Ky couldn' t contain herself any more, she added she won' t
come back. He found an apartment next to the restaurant that he likes more
than my house and how you carry it. Well, I' m just
fine and I wish I wasn' t. If he managed to have some
kind of emotional outbreak, he would prove that he had a broken heart in
the face of his loss and, therefore, that he was in love and
could stay with esme. But he wasn' t feeling well. You want
me to come home. Before he asked Uan we can hang out together.
I don' t know how to flirt with girls at a tax convention or
something. No. Thanks, Kai, I didn' t want to do
anything that would involve any woman for a long time and the idea of flirting
with girls made her headache worse, even if it was to attend a tax
convention. You' re sure, yeah, all right, but if you
need anything, you can call me anytime. If I don' t answer,
I' ll call you back as soon as I can secure Wan.
You don' t have to tell me all this. I know who Kai
had the most complimenting person in his life. I just remembered you well.
Now I' m leaving you bye, little brother Bye. As soon as
the communication was cut off. Kay looked around at the empty office, took
a step and almost ended up with her face on the floor sighing. He
bowed on one of his knees and took his laces, but after multiple attempts,
he failed to tie them. What the hell was happening to him?
I' m sure he' d caught a flu sick of the whole process.
He took off his shoes and carried them in his hand as he left
the building and walked back home. In no way would he lead or go
to any work meeting in that state, the walk was long, hot and
weird for going barefoot and he was pretty sure that people were slowing down when
passing by him. Today he did not feel as a terminator or not as
one in good condition. In any case, when he came home, he
was bathed in sweat and dehydrated and urgently needed a bath. However, after
opening the door he stood there, unable to enter his entire body, refused
to move his head, turned his heart around, hit his chest or had
a knot in his stomach. The house was too dark and the air smelled
of moisture and made him want to throw up. It didn' t make
sense. I had been there that very morning, but I had been too
busy thinking about possible catastrophes that could happen to me to notice something else.
He sat on the concrete steps outside and dried the sweat off his sticky face.
That fever was really hateful. He felt exhausted. I could sleep for
centuries, but first I had to shower and ventilate the house. That moldy
air or whatever it was had to go away. Maybe one of the smes
fruits was rotting in the trash and there were mold spores floating all over the
place squeezing their teeth. He stood up, entered the house and threw his
shoes to the ground no matter where they would land or not. Or to
breathe. The air felt dense and oppressive. It was all bad mold spores,
mold spores. He walked to the kitchen with determined steps and pulled the
garbage bag out of the empty kitchen cabinet. What the hell did he look
for other places in the kitchen where the fruit might be rotting, but he
found nothing. All surfaces were immaculate. The only thing that was out of
place was a glass of half- full water on the countertop The glass of
esme felt a wave of warmth in its cold skin. He didn' t
realize he was about to grab the glass until he saw his hand approach him
and stopped. Before he touched it, he formed a fist and receded.
He didn' t want to put his glass in the Dishwasher like he always
did. I wanted him to be right there. That suffocating air swept through
the house with bris and opened all the windows and doors, but it was
in vain. His nausea became so intense that he spent a few minutes leaning
over the toilet, although he also failed to vomit the bed. He had
to go to bed, but not when he was sweating so profusely somehow he
managed to shower without causing any injuries and dressed himself with a sweater upside down
to prevent the seams from touching his skin and sports shorts. He wanted layers,
lots of layers and wanted to cover himself with his heavy blankets. However,
when it came time to get into bed, his limbs were paralyzed and
he could not do so. I was an officer now. Esme would never
sleep there again esme would no longer receive him naked inside his body calling him
as he clung to him Esme would no longer climb over him like a sloth
in a warm, soft and perfect tree. It' s me plain smile
day at night tomorrow and every time he looked at her, he took one
of the blankets from the bed and took her to the living room, where
she wrapped herself in it and collapsed on the shitty couch. They had had
sex on that couch and also on the fluffy green carpet everywhere and there was
another one of their glasses half full on the coffee table. He couldn'
t get away from her. He didn' t even know if he wanted
to do it and he felt like his head would explode. He covered his
face with the blanket and inspired the scent of Esme. At first he believed
that nausea would get worse, but his muscles relaxed throughout the heavens. If
I closed my eyes, I could almost imagine that she was there surrounding him
with her arms and the dream dragged him to a place where he no longer
felt pain. Thanks to the damn blanket never again, Kai would wash it
up at strange intervals throughout the night and the next day. Twelve and thirty
- four in the morning, threes, forty- five m six and seven
in the morning, eleven and twenty- two in the morning, and then
two and nine in the evening. Last time, the lack of logic of
the schedules bothered him and he was looking at the phone with his frown when
Ana came in through the door. What kay had left locked, wearing jins
and an old black T- shirt Wán watched the shoes scattered across the floor,
the windows open and the silhouette of cale wrapped in a blanket on the
sofa and asked what happened. You burned a pizza in the oven or something,
why you' re ventilating the whole house. Kai joined, but the
blood hit his head because of the sudden movement, so he fell back against
the back of the sofa. The air felt weird You' re all right
Kay rubbed her temples where she was in pain. You shouldn' t be
in New York getting your B- series funding round. John took off his
shoes and crossed the room to lay a hand on Kai' s forehead.
I did the important paperwork yesterday and rescheduled the rest. I was worried about
you about the breakup and about the anniversary of Andy' s death coming up.
Kai turned his brother' s hand away. It' s just the
flu that' s lurking back to New York. I' m shitty on
the anniversary of death. A cold sweat bathed her body and made her feel
tingled in her skin, as her heartbeat became erratic. He had deliberately blocked
that data from his mind because he hated that kind of thing. But that
anniversary was an important one. Ten years there would be a ceremony more chants
of monks and rivers of tears. His head was beating on the edge of
the explosion. There' s no flu poking around. It' s summer.
John frowned and put his hand back against Kai' s forehead, and
you don' t have a fever, so I' m in the pre
- fever stage. Kai murmured because the sounds caused him pain. Wan sat
on the coffee table and watched Kai' s face as an astrologer reading the
stars. When he changed his position to make himself more comfortable, the glass
came in his way. He extended his arm to him, but Kay stopped
him. Don' t do it like that. He looked at him blinking
and asked why. I don' t like it being here how much you
watched the glass of water before you focused your eyes on the street. Finally,
understanding what was happening, shit is yours. You don' t know
how adorable that turns out. Wan rubbed his jaw and added, although it
also seems someone' s gesture a little unstable. Emotionally, you' re
not acting like a pervert. Truth by stalking her and watching her with binoculars
and calling her at night to make sure she' s sleeping alone and stuff
like that, no, no, no, but who the hell she'
d be sleeping with. If Wan was referring to another man, he found
it disturbing enough to consider him carefully. They weren' t suggestions. Wann
clarified don' t do it, I' m not acting like a pervert.
Kay responded with exasperation. Joan felt and, after an unnatural pause,
took her phone out of her pocket and held it up as if she were
taking a photograph.“ What are you doing,” Kay asked, sending
a photograph of your beard to Obé and Greek you look a little bit like
Godfrey gaw At this point, Kay put her eyes blank and rubbed her face.
How long had it been since c had shaved. I didn' t
remember. The last few days had been chaos for his mind, I'
m not joking look at you insisted Wan holding his phone up with Cae'
s photo on the screen. According to Kai he looked more like a drug
addict than a movie star, but he knew it. Just then, messages
from ube and Greek appeared on the screen. Oh, please, tell her
to let her grow up Wow, what made a grimace and passed a hand
through the back of her head. I' m not sure I want my
sister to look at me and say Wau Wan river before her expression became serious.
It' s just that you can make me true. Key thought about
it for a few seconds, before once nodding the attraction, sex, lust
and desire everything revolved for the lover around a single focal point. And that
focal point was Esme I' ve been thinking about what you said at macob
' s wedding That you' re not in love and I don' t
know. You may not be, but this Wane gestured toward the open windows,
the glass full of dust on the table and the silhouette of Cae on
the couch before leaning elbows on his knees and leaning towards him. This is
you. When you' re sad, Cae Kai looked at his brother with
a frown. What the fuck are you talking about? I' m not
sad. I have the flu Ján moved his head from side to side until
his neck creaked audibly. You know you' ve been like this before.
It is not predictable behavior in You. I' ve had the flu before.
I' m talking about having a broken heart. Oan speculated with the
penetrating look on the cane in an uncomfortable way. Kai' s body was
tense. I don' t have him.“ You remember when we were
little and Mom and Dad split up,” Anne asked quietly. They were
a little together and then one day they weren' t. Without further ado.
It went well. He shrugged, except you weren' t. You
stopped talking and became so clumsy that you stayed home without going to school.
For two weeks. An ironic smile was drawn on Oan' s lips.
I remember, because there was no one to take care of you. So
I also had to stay home one day I cooked ramen in the microwave if
you bothered because there was no poached egg like when Mom did. I don
' t remember any of that, and what I did remember was neutral,
discolored and dull. He had been told to give his father one last hug
before he left town for himself. He always remembered hugging a person who used
to do everything for him and feeling nothing. Maybe you were too small and
you remember what happened after Andy' s funeral. You do remember that.
A feeling of irritation. He climbed up Kay' s back and pulled the
blanket away from a kick feeling the sudden need to be free. He wanted
to brush his teeth and take a shower, close all the windows and maybe
put that glass in the Dishwasher. One moment I wasn' t ready to
put the glass away. Yeah, I remember. He was fine, too
good. We can avoid talking about this because it doesn' t make sense.
At that time, he didn' t have a broken heart and now
he didn' t either. Stone hearts didn' t break. They were
too hard I' m like a terminator who has a programmed logic and no
feeling. He sketched a plastic smile. Juan put his eyes blank and shit.
You' re saying you don' t feel love at all. I
know you have love for me. Quel bowed his head aside. I'
ve never thought about that before and I assure you there' s nothing you
can say to make me believe otherwise. Wan added with absolute confidence. Come
on, try it. I almost never do things with you and we have
no common interests and you never forget my birthday and you always share your food
with me, even when it' s your favorite, and I know that
whenever I need something, I can count on you no matter what happens to
Greg Wan. Well, yeah, those will be unbreakable rules in Kai'
s universe, because that' s brotherly love. We just don' t
say it because we' re tough and that but yeah, I love you,
too. Ján hit him on the shoulder and why the hell you'
re wearing a sweater. At the end of July, Kai rubbed his shoulder.
I told you, I have the flu, it' s not true.
That' s how you behave when your heart is broken. It'
s like you feel so much pain that your brain can' t process it,
and then your body goes out, too. You acted very similarly.
After Andy, even one sock. Kay looked at her feet and was surprised
when she saw that she was wearing only one sock. Maybe it slipped out
in my sleep. He ran through the blankets, but he wasn' t
there or you forgot. After Andy, you were so lost that we were
all afraid that you would accidentally kill yourself, walking in front of a bus
or forgotten to eat, Kay shook her head and rubbed her beard. I
wouldn' t do that, Wan river of course not. That' s
why we were all so worried and since then you seem lost. In fact,
it' s been a long time since I' ve seen you as
happy as these last two months. Frankly, Kay squeezed her teeth. He
had not been happy, He had been under the effects of a large dose
of Esme there was a difference, although at that time his mind did not
have enough clarity to say which one was frustrated. He took off his only
sock and threw it to the ground. It was already symmetrical, but there
was only one sock on the floor and it looked completely out of place.
Wán watched Kay for several seconds before saying you' re ready for the anniversary
of his death next weekend, talk about him. Maybe it' ll help.
You never do. Kai looked closely. Sock made it at Sarah'
s wedding. Wan let go of a sorry sigh. Yeah, I heard
that I should have been there with you. It' s not your fault
I heard everyone. Kai clarified neither yours. Kai shook his head at his
brother' s irrational logic and looked back at the sock. I was supposed
to pick him up, find his partner and put them in the washing machine.
It was particularly infuriating to imagine his socks, scattered around the house separately,
were meant to be together. Unlike Kai, he was meant to be
a lonely sock. Anyway, lone socks also had a place in this world.
Not everyone had their pair When it was the last time you ate something,
Wan Kai asked for a shoulder he didn' t remember. I'
m fine, I' m not hungry, well, I' m sure
you' ll eat with me John stood up and walked slowly into the kitchen.
The refrigerator opened, the dishes were bumped, the cutlery resonated and the
microwave buzzed and beeped shortly. They were eating together on the couch as Juan
passed the TV channels, until he found a show where the stock exchange news
ran at the bottom of the screen. Kai had not brushed his teeth,
fought or shaved and was convinced that he was a psychopath. However, sitting
there with John, things seemed better. Eating with his brother and watching TV
while he was sick. It was familiar to him and a few blurry memories
passed through his mind. Perhaps he had been through this same situation before,
but with respect to the rest of having his heart broken. I still couldn
' t believe that. Scene. Twenty- three at the beginning of the
following week, when Angelica went to pass the Baccalaureate exam, he went with
her as well. She didn' t need to take the test, she
had no one to impress and a high school diploma wouldn' t help her
with her work, but the price had not been too high and she had
studied a lot, so she told herself she was doing it to set an
example for Jade. However, inside she also knew that she was doing it
for herself and unconsciously had been studying for all that time. In general,
she could not do certain things because she did not have a chance to do
them and she was still concerned that she might not be able to do them
because she was not good enough. Maybe all the rich were because they deserved
it. Maybe she was poor, because she deserved it, too. But
now the opportunity was right there and she wanted to see what happened, what
happened. When you gave someone a chance. Something later, that same week,
I hadn' t solved it yet. The problem with his visa spun
burning determination of his heart had vanished, so when he received his certificate in
the inbox of his mail, he opened it with resignation. However, the
information received made me feel chills. He reviewed the name three times to make
sure they hadn' t made a mistake and sent it to the wrong person,
but no doubt the name was emerald, under every subject. He said
he was fit for college admission and academic credit. He had obtained perfect notes
in all areas. Maybe that meant he was smart. Yeah, the test
was right there on his phone. Her heart inflated herself with pride for a
change Well, she wasn' t very smart, just a little bit.
Most people there graduated from high school, but that was much more than she
had ever dared to dream. That country girl had a high school diploma,
it was important and meant something big, but her mind was too busy with
that explosion of happiness. To understand. His phone vibrated a few times and
when he looked at the screen, he saw that he had received text messages
from Angelica and approved. We' re going to celebrate it at the bubble
tea shop next to the Institute You see why I didn' t want to
share the good news, but it wasn' t the right time to call
home and talk to calette. It wasn' t an option. He wrote
a quick reply, checked the spelling twice and then sent the message Congratulations.
I' ll see you there once he' s finished closing the restaurant,
took this one off, threw it aside and said goodbye to Carol. It
took him three minutes to cross the street and get to the bubble tea shop.
When the humidity came in, he wrapped it like a blanket. Small
flat- screen TVs. They were attached to the walls next to different groups
of tables. One saw a Taiwanese novel, the other had a football match
and the one that was next to the small group of Eme classmates showed a
golf tournamentés. He greeted me all. He asked and paid for a
tenagro with milk and pearls and sat next to Angelica. In front of her
was the lady, who wore jins, a loose button shirt and, of
course, an elegant scarf as she always knew you would approve. The lady
said that with a wide smile, of course she approved, Angelica gestured with
her hand as if it were something absolutely predictable and he smiled at me.
I passed. Yes, thank you, congratulations to you too, congratulations to
all. The rest of the table was occupied by three classmates, Juan,
Javier and Juan, and they also congratulated her before getting up. We have
to go, but I' m glad to see you. John came to
the time of the University, eh is blinked at me shocked nor had he
thought about it. It is possible to smile with unexpected enthusiasm before realizing the
reality and the smile faded on his lips as he said goodbye to the boys.
“ Goodbye to that expression,” the lady asked once the boys had
left. I can' t go to college. Why did they ask the
lady whose Angelica, at the same time it is made me a grimace,
because I have to return to bit Nam on August 9 and there was no
way that I could afford to attend college in her country. His family urgently
needed his salary, and that did not take into account the bribes he would
have to pay to speed up his paperwork and accept it at some good university.
“ What kind of visa you have,” the lady asked“ What
did she look at me with her little graceful fingers that she had leaning on
the tourist table?” I too, Angelica leaned on Esme' s hand
and gave her a rather brilliant grip. She caught Esme' s attention,
but Angelica withdrew her hand before she could look more closely at it. There
' s another kind of visa you know, noted Miss Q If you'
re accepted to a university here you' ll be granted a student visa and
also allowed to bring your family for the duration of your studies and after you
get the diploma, you could try to get a work permit. The air
escaped from the lungs of esme. I could get into a college here.
The grades of his exam passed through his mind suitable for university admission and academic
credit. Of course you did have good grades. The lady asked what I
was nodding. He tried to contain a unsuccessful smile and taught the lady with
her phone certificate. Thanks for the classes for teaching me esme had won.
Each of those notes was his and perhaps the key to belonging to that country.
The lady with did not stop smiling while her eyes shone with tears not
shed. The pleasure is mine, the enthusiasm bounced in the blood of esme
as if it were bubbles of champagne after opening a bottle. If what Miss
Co was saying was true, she could become a real accountant, or maybe
something else, she could be what she wanted someday, she could be sophisticated
and educated and walk her head up high, even in front of calette.
However, there was a problem as much as the university costs, he asked
dubitativa depends on which assists from ten thousand dollars a year to fifty zero for
undergraduate students, but there are also loans and scholarships. Ms Q explained.
The tension made its way through Esme' s muscles. Ten thousand American dollars.
It was more than she had earned in her entire life. Without a
steady job, he wouldn' t dare ask for a loan like that once,
let alone four times. But if I could keep working with Carol,
I' d probably manage. It would go very fair of money, but
it would be nothing new to her. I was doing the calculations, mentally
deciphering how many shifts I could do and subtracting the expenses of rent, food
and classes. When the lady went into your case, you' d have
to get a scholarship, because you won' t be allowed to work on
a student visa. But I know nearby universities that even offer international students with
your exam grades and your personal career. You may have options. I'
ll get in touch with someone I know and see if they could consider you
as a special case. Eme' s lips moved without sound. She understood
the individual meanings of the words that the Miss had said, but she was
too shocked to interpret her global sense. She knew the failure and the struggle
that involved making a way for oneself and she found it difficult to understand a
generosity of that magnitude. You' ve got to keep an eye on my
simees, okay? I could write to you any day if I send you
a request, fill it out and send it to me right away. Now
I' m going to call my friends goodbye girls. Miss Co came out
of the bubble tea shop with great decision, walking so fast that Esme didn
' t even have time to thank her. I could really help Esme get
a scholarship. That would be incredible and it would be everything for her,
as she realized it was her last choice. She knew from experience that she
should contain her enthusiasm, but the lady who believed in her and the truth
was that she had approved with perfect notes. If he had been able to
do that in his situation, what else could he do if he had the
chance. That was real. It could happen and their hope grew out of
control. At first he had imagined marrying Calet and continuing his life as a
waitress. It was great. That way I could give Jade a wonderful future
and she' d be with Calette. Perhaps they could even have more children,
but now a new dream took shape in her heart, one that she
had never dared to feed, but that she wished with an unbridled intensity to
do something that she was passionate about changing the world to be more. I
didn' t even know she was good, but I could find out.
One of the shop employees gave Esme her tea with milk. She thanked him
and drank the sweetened tea and chewable pearls through the long straw. Television showed
a close- up of a golf player and Emsoft' s logo on his
cap seemed familiar to him. Suddenly he remembered that that' s where Calette
worked on the top floor, in a closet. It had to be a
big company. If he sponsored goal tournaments well for calette, perhaps if he
worked hard, he would get a promotion and one day he could set up
his garden.“ How about your boyfriend,” Angelica asked breaking the silence.
Eme' s hands strained around his tea with milk. I don'
t have a boyfriend anymore and he was never my boyfriend. They had only
been roommates sleeping together. Now that he' s gone. I wanted him
to be climbing the walls because of sexual frustration, and I expected him to
think of her when he was satisfying himself, because I' m sure he
' d have to do it very often from that moment on, unless he
knew someone, he started to get mad at imagining calette with another kissing her
as he liked to caress her as she needed to be caressed and let her
touch him alone as she had. Perhaps he would entrust his body to another
woman. Now that he had initiated it, she assumed that she should be
proud if it were the case, but she only made me want to scratch
the face of that imaginary woman like an angry wild cat. He shook my
head to clear violent thoughts and realized that Angelica was watching her with a sad
look of understanding. He seemed like a good candidate. Angelica said, my
fiancé is sixty and absent all the time from business trips. He looked at
his dazzling engagement ring. That' s what he' d noticed me before.
Angelica was engaged without saying anything. Your kids hate me They' re
older than me. In time they will understand. He said he was me.
Angelica looked down at his left hand, formed a fist and dropped it
under the table. I don' t think so. They keep telling me
to go back to Russia and they' re convincing him to have a vasectomy.
You know, so I can' t have any more babies. I
' m afraid this will end in a divorce or we won' t even
get to the wedding because they don' t want to protect the money.
“ When he died,” Angelica replied bitterly,“ I agreed to sign
a contract before the wedding, so if we divorce, I will receive nothing
” But that' s not enough for them and I' ve always wanted
to have a family. Did he love you asked me a soft smile spread
over Angelica' s lips. Yeah, and I love him. It gave
me a little squeeze on her friend' s arm. Then you will be
fine, unlike sme and calet, Angelica smiled and then her expression became thoughtful.
A scholarship sounds good, but you' ve thought about dating other people.
He shook my head. Angelica gave him an impatient look. It'
s just getting emerald. Getting out involves kissing and touching and he couldn'
t make himself say sex. The idea of being with another man as soon
as he got his skin up. Any woman in his place would be trying
to fall in love with the first one he found. After all, I
had to think of jade. However, I couldn' t do it.
She was probably naive to think so, but if one day she got married,
it had to be a marriage. Really, she didn' t feel
able to take advantage of or hurt anyone, and that meant that, for
starters, she would have to stop being in love. I' m not
ready. Angelica squeezed her lips and nodded. I hope you get that scholarship.
I don' t want you to leave you are. My only friend
here, Esma, prepared internally for disappointment, although her heart did not listen
to her. She now had a dream and had never wished for something so
intensely she took Angelica' s hand and her friend returned her grip. I
also said esme. I also scene twenty- four kay had done it before.
I could do it again. Besides, he was almost completely recovered from
the flu, he took off his shoes. He advanced in socks through the
wooden floor between the incense mist and the strong floral aroma emanating from the numerous
white bouquets, and there was, at the far end of the main hall,
an altar on which was a large golden statue of Buddhas sitting on a
lotus flower. He passed by the family and friends, dressed mostly in grey
robes and sitting cross- legged on the carpets on the floor, and approached
the altar. One of the monks present gave him a stick of incense and
Kaila accepted with discomfort. I didn' t know what the hell to do
with her. That was her mother' s land, not hers stuck it
in the bowl full of rice along with the other rods and looked at the
photograph in front of the statue Andy next to her blue endy wave was sketching
the same smug smile she drew on her face. Every time you read it,
there was an ingenious comment. He always had those occurrences, always sometimes
even thought in advance what he could say to be ready when he came to
the occasion, not like I fell who either paralyzed when people laughed at him,
or he didn' t realize they were doing it. He touched the
photograph with the fingertips and the cold glass surprised him. He usually did not
reflect on the philosophical questions of life and humanity. However, at the same
time, as he watched his cousin' s portrait on paper and resin.
He wondered what made a person a person. It was something mystical like the
soul, something scientific like the neural connections of the brain or something simpler like
the ability to make someone miss you. Ten years after your death, he
recognized that that disheartening emptiness within meant he missed someone, missed endy and missed
me. But that wasn' t the same as having a broken heart.
Wan was wrong about that. When she entered the pagoda and left her shoes
on the front door next to the other pairs, her entire body paralyzed.
Esme was wearing the same black dress. Released days ago and during a moment
of confusion, it seemed as if she had traveled directly from the macol wedding
to there, but it had been two weeks. Logically, Kay knew.
Her eyes found hers. Her expression was tense at first, but after a
second she curved her lips a little. It wasn' t that typical smile
that numbed his brain, but it was still a smile, a stabbing sensation.
He toured his skin from head to toe and his lungs took heavy air.
Slowly Esme walked barefoot among the people on the carpets and stopped next to
Kay. Next to Andy' s portrait and the statue. I' ve
come to lend a hand with the food. He announced quietly, The monk
gave him a stick of incense and she bowed her head and thanked him before
placing the rod between his hands and bowing to the statue, as Kai should
have done before. After sticking the incense in the rice bowl, she watched
Andy' s photograph, touched the bike, and looked at Kay with an
inscrutable expression. In his face he asked him he didn' t think he
could speak, so he nodded the motorcycle had been Andy and Dima' s
most precious possession and had given it to him to fall making sure Gandy wanted
him to have it. Kai' s mother had been angry at first,
but when she saw that she didn' t use it, she had forgotten
about it. Most of the time that hy also forgot about it and it
was the best automatically. She took the bike and the memories that accompanied her
to the depths of her mind and focused on Esme. She had paler skin
than usual and had lost weight. Anyway, and without a doubt, it
was still Esme. No one else had the eyes of such a specific tone,
of green, of such a precious tone. The need to embrace her
became a viseral pain in her muscles and bones, but she moved away before
he could act. It slowly surrounded the sitting area and stood at one end
away from the u of all. Kai' s mother greeted her son from
her location next to Dimai, Sara, Juan Ube and Greek Maco other family
members, but he passed by them to sit next to esme. Why are
you supposed to sit with your family? She said frowning. A metal bowl
resounded which indicated that the ceremony was about to begin and Kai was grateful.
I didn' t know what explanation to give. All she needed was to
be next to her was a thin man with glasses, a golden robe and
wearing a Buddhist rosary. He began to talk about the losses and how time
healed all the wounds and Kai stopped listening to the words. I couldn'
t breathe. It was like an invisible force was strangling him. He pulled
from the neck of his shirt, but he was not wearing a tie and
the top buttons were not buttoned. There was no reason for him to feel
that way. The cameras flashed from time to time and the photographers filmed him
speech while the guests listened enthralled. Caí' s aunt had invited the pagoda,
a famous monk from Southern California, and it was a great honor for
him to talk about Andy. However, Kai wanted him to stop whenever he
heard his cousin' s name. The feeling of drowning was getting worse.
It was like Sara' s wedding, except that now her eyes were burning
and she felt a tingling on her skin, as if she had regained circulation.
After he had cut off what the hell was happening to him. The
metal bowl resounded and countless untuned voices sang something incomprehensible, incense singing dark faces.
Andy quay had experienced all that before, but now it was different.
He had had time to assimilate it and process it for a long time and
now the barriers of his mind were crumbling and flooding it into a sea of
confusion. The emptiness inside it expanded. The feeling of missing him grew so
much that he overwhelmed him. Andy' s memories invaded his head, his
childhood. Together, high school together and that last night, when I fell,
I had waited and waited for Andy to show up. He never did.
Key felt a knot in her throat pain in her lungs and burning skin.
A small hand held the sleeve of his jacket and traveled along his arm
to lean on his knuckles. He firmly held Esme' s hand and she
looked at him as if she understood, but how she could do it.
“ When he did not,” she whispered,“ we go outside”
Kai rose up to distract the famous monk who was in the middle of a
prayer and his mother looked at him with disapproval. He ignored me all and
pulled his hand until he followed her out into the coy pond of the Pagoda.
Sit down Calet you look bad, she drove him to a stone bench
facing the water. He sat down and she pulled her hair out of her
sweaty forehead with cold, soft fingers. You need to drink water. When
he tried to get away from me, he surrounded her with his arms around
her waist and kept her close.“ Don’ t go,” she
nodded and gestured to her to lean her cheek against her chest. Then she
passed her fingers through her hair and her raspberry jaw Cay breathed deep to feel
it. It smelled a little different from how it used to smell as if
it had changed the soap for clothes, but it managed to feel the comforting
feminine aroma that was underneath its aroma, the scent of woman, clean skin,
to esme. The smoke of incense slowly faded from his senses and he
let everything go away except her. The feeling of being sick faded away.
I could breathe again. People began to pass by with them few at first,
but they knew more and more still. He didn' t let her
go. She needed to touch her scent, the constant heartbeat to her and
Kai' s mother said, which made Esme strain at her side. Come
help me with no matter what. I' ll have Wan do it.
His mother' s footsteps quickly moved away. It' s me fingering her
hair before asking questions there' s fried rolls, you want some. I
' m not hungry. It would take a catastrophe to get him away from
her at the time. Which looked like a wounded animal who had found a
little relief for his wounds. Although you do, she laughed. I haven
' t eaten too many. He passed his fingers along his rough cheek he
had believed that he would never again experience that feeling and let his eyelids close.
While enjoying the caresses. She was better than sunlight and fresh air.
Time passed, he didn' t know how much and his mother came back.
You two should go. Calette you' ve been there for me truth
said cob I can help clean Esme separated from Cai and he contained a protest.
I wanted to take her by the arms and wrap her around him like
a handkerchief. There' s a lot of containers. Yeah, no,
no, no, they' ve already taken care of that.“ People
are already going home,” Carol said and said goodbye to them with a
carefree gesture. You' re taking her home. Hey, Calette, he
opened my mouth like he wanted to say something, and he hurried to add
yes. Of course. All right, well, Carol' s retired.
Kai got up from the bank and took a deep breath. I was beating
her head, but she hadn' t felt so good in days Come on
You' re here We better wait. He said esme, yes, I
' m better, a little sore and bruised inside, but better than he
had felt when he had been sick for days and the fever had finally lowered
him only that he had never had a fever while walking to his car.
Kay was keenly aware of the respectful distance between them. She kept her fingers
interlaced and her shoulders tense as she concentrated on the path ahead. Only two
hands behind would have gone hand in hand. Just two weeks ago. She
had been in love with him. It was two weeks long enough to stop
loving someone might be a greedy fucker, but he wanted his love, He
wanted to be the one chosen for her to receive his smiles. The reason
for his smiles, his drug, she was his. After all that happened,
it became clear that Cain had not had the flu, but had experienced
abstinence syndrome and was far worse than he could have imagined. I had to
find a way to make her stay. They got into the car and he
turned on the engine and laid his hands on the steering wheel where you live
now. She looked down at her hands firmly entwined. Where they rent rooms
for months next to the restaurant Key felt his stomach stirring and a feeling of
bitterness covered his skin. It' s not a very nice area. It
' s enough for me it wasn' t for him thought he squeezing his
teeth, walked away from the San Jose pagoda and headed to Esme' s
new home, driving down the highway. Eight hundred and eighty n crossed at
great speed from an unpopulated area where there were offices, anodines and warehouses,
and stopped at a small complex of grey apartments behind a shopping center. Come
less on the way from the car to the apartment. The shoes there were
stepped on the glass of a broken beer bottle and passed by a dumpling shopping
cart. He pressed the alarm button on his keychain just in case and took
a look at the place looking for boring guys who might be interested in scratching
his car or pricking his wheels. Luckily, he didn' t see any
of them. His home was not wonderful, but at least he didn'
t have to worry about vandalism. When she stopped in front of a door
on the ground floor of the building, the disapproval of the increase fell.
I wasn' t safe there. It wouldn' t be too hard to
break into your apartment. She had character, but it wasn' t enough
to protect herself from someone bigger, stronger, and possibly armed. How he
felt how his hands were sweating at the idea of some idiot coming through one
of the windows to want to come in. Esme asked, looking over his
shoulder from the doorway of the door, you look bad again. He nodded
quietly and she opened the door completely and let him in was a simple apartment
in an environment that had a coffee- colored carpet, a sleeping bag on
the floor and a pile of items next to him, a mostly empty wardrobe
and a tiny kitchen with linoleum floor. She had left him. That'
s why he felt a deep hatred for the whole apartment. He' s
thirsty without waiting for Kay to respond. She rushed to the kitchen, filled
a disposable glass with tap water and offered it to her. He drank the
water, grimaced at the taste and returned the glass. He went to the
kitchen again, clearly planning to save it or throw it in the trash or
something like that, and he took the time to hug it and bring it
closer to his body. His chest against his. Sme was surprised and the
plastic glass fell to the horrifying. Carpet marry me He asked for it.
She breathed deep and her green eyes looked at him carefully because he shook his
head. I didn' t know how to say it. I felt it
was very important and at the same time it didn' t seem enough.
I missed you so much that his body had weakened. I need to know
what you' re up to and that you' re happy and I want
you close with me. He fisted me against Kay' s chest as he
did every time he avoided touching, and he laid his hands on hers and
caressed them until she relaxed them. Go back and marry me. Galette esme
bit her lip acting instinctively and desperately, kayla leaned back and kissed her.
She relaxed against him as she always did, and came a little closer and
Kai felt her body tense with a wave of euphoria. She came up with
the crazy idea that if he kissed her and touched her the right way,
maybe she could cloud her senses to the point that she said yes, by
accident and by God, that she was going to get her to keep her
word married to me, Calette' s kiss, Calette' s caresses,
her hands, her hands, touring her possessive demanding body, causing her to
melt. She had tried to stay away from him, but the deep sadness
that had invaded him during the anniversary of death had troubled her. She hadn
' t known how she' d be there for him, but that she
knew exactly what to do. That' s how he needed it, so
he turned himself in. Kay said it again Marry me. It was probably
an illusion, but I hear it. I love you in his words.
Each proposal seduced her even more. The cold cloth of his sleeping bag,
he brushed his back and he covered it with his body A rough palm slipped
under his dress, toured his thigh and touched it between his legs. Her
experienced fingers caressed her and she moistened the fabric of her underwear. Marry me
whispering and against her Kalette lips. Before she or urray was to finish talking.
He lifted his dress above his breasts. Yes, she delighted with the
image, making her feel an acute sense of pleasure directly from her nipples to
the area between her calet thighs, touched her under her panties, and her
skillful fingers touched her there and snatched away her ability to think what she had
been about to say. I didn' t remember. I was lost in
his desire and hers. He' s never been so out of control,
so desperate. She kissed her by walking her body down with licks and small
bites, and I felt chills with every puncture of her beard on her chest,
abdomen, and hips. That was new, but he liked it.
He urgently took off her panties and laid his mouth on her sex and she
contracted hard. Calet' s repeated proposal resonated in Esme' s head.
He had turned to her when he had needed her most and trusted her.
He loved her and she felt it and knowing that drove her directly to the
limit with a sudden groan. He looked up surprised as soon as I licked
you. Calet groaned at her passing her fingers through her hair and driving her
back to where she wanted. Couldn' t stop yet. If she stopped,
and he sketched a broad smile before he rested his mouth on her again,
and the convulsions went through Esme swinged against his face again and again,
until the tremors spread and then he was hugging, kissing his head, his
cheek, his jaw married me she said with a rough voice she heard it
again. Master. Calet looked for his lips and put his tongue in his
mouth while he was taking it from his hip and leaning against his firm member,
" Say yes to esme he softened his whole body" If I wanted
him, yes, I loved him, if I wanted to marry him.
He took the huge lump between his legs and demanded Di that you love me.
I had to hear him say that. She deserved it. He moved
his hips against her hand as a snoring sound escaped his throat. She zipped
him down, took his firm limb with her hand and kissed his swollen mouth
gently dilo. Once only once would be enough. Calet was breathless as she
looked into her eyes. I missed you. She caressed him by passing his
hand from the base of his limb to the tip and he worked out was
making noise I wish you. She wrapped a leg around her hip and touched
her penis tip with her wet folds. That would make him say it and
he shuddered and his gaze darkened. I need you and the esme throat closed
with the threat of disappointment. Say it, just tell him why he didn
' t. Repentance became evident in Calette' s face and she suddenly walked
away from him. He sat down and lowered his dress to cover his nakedness.
He had not let her into his heart. After all, she had
been making love to him and for him it had just been sex. It
felt horrible, cheap and insignificant. He wanted to escape, but they were
in his apartment. He had paid for it with his money, which he
had won with his effort.“ You should leave,” she said proudly
that the words soups had come out of her mouth. Calette uttered her name
with a grunt, got up and passed her fingers through her hair with frustration.
Her erection remained proud and impatient, and that image was enough to make
her feel pained with desire. He hugged his chest tightly with his arms and
walked away from him. Please close the door when you leave there was a
long pause before a zip sound broke the silence. Then he heard his feet
cross the carpet. He heard him bow down to put his shoes on and
then the door squeaked. When it opened and closed. When the engine of
her car came to life, she locked the door, went to the bathroom
and opened the hot shower water. Now it was his turn to clean up
what was left of him in his body and leave him unsatisfied. He refused
to cry. If he didn' t love her, someone else would.
He wouldn' t settle for a love. I don' t run around,
not in this life or ever. Once she rubbed her skin to red,
she came out of the shower. He got dressed and checked his email.
There was an e- mail from the lady, that a local university
was interested in her. That sounded perfect. He grabbed his stuff and went
to the university library to be able to complete the application and send it as
soon as possible. I couldn' t have calette, but I didn'
t need it. She' d make her own way and that was a
million times better scene. Twenty- five should have lied. Kay rebuked himself
on the way home I' ll call you. It was just words and
it wouldn' t have been the first time I lied. There wasn'
t so much I' d told your aunt. Day I liked the sum
of aloe vera that she had made and it was not so. In fact,
I wasn' t even sure it was edible. He was sticky and
twisted every time he drank it. If I lied, I could have an
esme for three years. He needed those three years with despair he swore he
wouldn' t keep her by his side forever. He wouldn' t do
that to her. Only three years I had to practice to say those words,
change the course of the car and lie to him directly. It wasn
' t too late. Tea cleared her throat and tried to utter the second
word, but it was not possible. After a while behind the wheel,
he held the lever of change harder and said master demons Master Master. I
love shit the heart beat him in the chest and he, sweat, sprouted
in the skin and felt completely ridiculous. It would not work if I had
to say the words with a five- minute delay between them. I love
you. Do I love you? Do I love you? Do I love
you? He was forced to repeat alarms resounded in his head. He lies
his sweat piled up on his upper lip and dripped down his neck and blue
specks floated in his field of vision. Okay, I had to quit or
I was going to have an accident. I' d keep practicing later.
However, when he arrived at his house, On' s black ducati was
parked in Kay' s space next to the sidewalk and the garage was open.
What the hell. He squealed through the entrance, put the handbrake on
and turned the contact key before jumping out of his car. What are you
doing asked as he was going to large strides towards the garage, where Juan
Sor was standing next to the motorcycle of a and had removed the tarp from
him and had placed the black helmet on the seat.“ It is time
for you to get rid of this cheap bike,” Juan said and stared
at it. Who squeezed his fists while straining his muscles. You' re
not ready already.“ No ok then, get in,” John said
no. Kay walked toward the motorcycle and stretched her hand toward the key before
she could remove it which held him tightly by the wrist and looked at Kai
from the front why you' re pushing him away. Even though you love
her, I don' t love her. Juan was blushing. How can
you say that? You were there today, you were the one who was
holding on to her like she was falling apart and she was the one who
kept you whole. Her. That' s exactly what you needed, because
you love her, and she loves you, too, asshole. Kay repeated
to himself.“ I don’ t know if you do,” Wan
said,“ but your head is full of idiots You feel responsible for Andy
or something. You' re afraid of losing her, and that' s
why you keep her away from what this is all about. Find out today
because she' ll be gone in a week and you' ll regret it
for the rest of your life. Kay shook her head while her brain stuttered.
All that wasn' t true, it didn' t make sense.
He wasn' t like that and shit. There was only one week left.
“ Why don’ t you drive this stupid bike,” Wan Kai
asked. Deadly accidents are five times more likely on a motorcycle than by car.
That' s just a zero comma zero seven percent probability. We'
re more likely to die from eating Mom Qay' s food blinked, remember
the exact number. John set his eyes blank and raised his hands in the
air if I read and remember things. Actually, I' m pretty smart
riding a motorcycle. He' s not smart. Juán gave his brother a
sharp look. Sometimes people do and believe nonsense. I, for example,
feel more alive when there is a risk of dying and you think you feel
nothing and are convinced that the most sensible answer is to avoid people. That
' s the way it is. He answered, Kay, no, that
' s all bullshit. You understand, tell me where Endy was going when
that truck hit him, what he saw the deep scratches on the motorcycle that
had been caused the night of the accident. He was going to see me
why and he bowed his head as his chest emptied and hollowed out because I
asked him to. I wanted to hang out with him shit that horrible feeling.
It was guilt. Now I could name him and once in the last
ten years you' ve invited someone else here, asked Juan Kai shook his
head, but that' s because I don' t need to be surrounded
by people. I don' t feel alone the guy who invited endy to
his house because he didn' t want to be alone. Don' t
sit down. Only Juan asked how the flu is going. Maybe you had
a fever. Even Kay watched her brother with a look of rebellion. I
didn' t want to talk about the fever I' d never had before.
John raised an eyebrow, so you' ll tell him. Now tell
her you' re shamefully in love with her.“ That is what you
have to say to him,” Wan replied with a tone of exasperation.
How many times I have to tell you I' m not in love with
her. John passed a hand through his head before breathing deep, arming himself
of courage and addressing Kay with renewed patience. How do you know, Kai
stared at him, how I know I' m not in love. Yeah,
how do you know you' re not in love. I know because
I can' t love him. I' d already analyzed it and he
didn' t like having to repeat things, so you never think about it.
Wann added, of course, that I do, and you don'
t care about her. For example, if he' s sad, you
don' t give a shit.“ I do care,” Kai said,
and you would not risk your life for her. True, I would,
but so would you. It' s the right thing to do and
you don' t like being with her more than anyone else. You'
d trade her for someone else without Repenting Kay looked at her brother with a
frown. He didn' t like it, like he was manipulating the questions.
Yeah, I really like being with her and I wouldn' t trade
her for anyone. Juan gave her an unstoppable look, I bet sex with
her sucks. It' s none of your business. Yours are memories of
what happened. So, within an hour, they toyed in his mind esme
approaching his mouth, moaning his name, rubbing his wet parts against his penis.
But it' s not bullshit." Fucking cocksucker," Wan babbled.
I hope someday you realize that when you say all that stuff about someone
it means you' re in love with that person. Kai walked away from
the bike and left the keys to Juan. It' s not true,
I' m not. Love and addiction were two different things. Oh come
on, Quai exploded. Uan I' ll go take a shower when you
' ve decided what to do with the bike. Close the garage. Please,
Quay escaped into your house through the garage entrance. Once inside, he
took off his shoes, took them to the front door, sat on the
couch, leaned his elbows on his knees and buried his face between his hands,
among the furious beatings of his heart. He heard that the garage door
was closed and that Juan' s ducati roared when he came to life.
The deafening sound of the engine slowed down and then completely disappeared again alone,
but he didn' t feel alone he liked it. Taste wasn' t
the right word. I was used to it, well, I used to
be until I had arrived and that' s it. On Monday I received
an email from the Miss who said that the University had received the notes of
her exam and that her application for admission was in the process of accelerated review
due to her recommendation. That was really happening. He had the possibility of
receiving university education and changing his life forever and all. Thanks to her own
merit, hope grew in gigantic proportions and the dream of being someone took hold
of her desired it for herself and for her daughter. How wonderful it would
be to teach Jade what she was able to do. Following his example,
the following days passed in a nebula of anxiety and went from extreme trust to
deep uneasiness and vice versa. He also found the contact information of an immigration
lawyer who could, hopefully, help her bring Jade and her family for the
duration of her studies, but didn' t call him, just call him.
If I got the scholarship. On Wednesday he felt a vibration on his
apron while he was taking an order and knew it was Himeo. She was
too busy to check her phone, but the mail stalked her from the depths
of her head as she worked at the rush hour of lunch. Passing orders
to the kitchen. His blood buzzed with enthusiasm. It was a full scholarship
and she would really become an accountant and could take care of her family by
herself while taking the food trays to the tables. However, his heart overturned
him. He was a hyme of rejection and would return home with very little
to offer as a result of his stay in the country from optimism to pessimism.
From optimism to pessimism. When the last customer retired after placing a$
20 bill as a tip under his glass of water and before winking at his
eye, NR' s or her had become a bundle of nerves. Instead
of picking up his phone immediately he picked up the dishes from the tables and
then cleaned them with passing caba from the damp cloth. He was preparing for
the news he was about to receive. If they were good, he'
d call his mother right away and thank Miss Cu and then arrange a meeting
with the immigration attorney. If they were bad, nothing happened in their home.
I had a lot of good things, I' d keep an eye
on new opportunities, but maybe emerald after college student didn' t sound good.
I' d be a wonderful student. He would study as he had
done that summer, earn every dollar from the scholarship and later do something great
with his life. When the last table was clean, he took his phone
from the pocket of his apron n n n n n n u uar his
usual table and typed the phone password with shaky fingers. In his inbox there
was a hymeum from the University that had as a matter of reference to his
application for admission. The preview of the text said Dear Miss Tran, your
application for admission has been thoroughly reviewed for that was good or bad. I
could go on anyway. From there his heart accelerated his blood, went up
to his head and his mouth dried up. I was afraid to open it
and keep reading. Maybe I should erase it. Then she would have control
of her failure instead of those people who didn' t know her. They
were judging her on the basis of a few test notes and a couple of
texts she had written in one afternoon. That wasn' t enough to determine
a person' s value. She got rid of those ridiculous thoughts and rebuked
herself for being a coward. I had to open it. She could mean
everything to her, to her family and her daughter she took a deep breath
and prayed to Wedding and also to Jesus to heaven and then opened the mail.
Dear Miss Tran, your application has been thoroughly reviewed by the educational team
of the University of Santa Clara. Every year. Our international student scholarship is
a source of great competition and can therefore only be awarded to the most exemplary
students with proven academic potential. We congratulate her on the results of her review.
After careful review of your application, we regret to inform you that we
will not be able to offer you this scholarship. We wish you luck in
your future projects. Sincerely University of Santa Clara breathed deep breaths and continued to
do so. His vision was clouded, his face burned and his lungs threatened
to explode. When he exhaled, he lost more than air. He exhaled
his dreams and hopes and his body collapsed upon himself. A few droplets fell
to the surface that she had just cleaned and she dropped them. They had
assessed it, considered it to be of little or no value and discarded it.
That never stopped happening to her again and again and now she was so
tired. How I could change my life when I was trapped like that.
Its history did not define it its origins did not define it, at least
they should not. She might be more if they gave her a chance,
but people didn' t see who she was inside her. I didn'
t know and she had no way of showing it to him without a chance.
The bells of the door tin tint it and looked up in time to
see how Wan approached his table. He had a motorcycle jacket on a designer
t- shirt and some jins and dominated the restaurant with its huge body and
imposing presence. He took a look at her and her face contracted from worry.
There are demons. What' s going on? He looked into the
kitchen. It' s my mother' s fault. She yelled at you
I' ll talk to her. She began to walk in that direction and
she hurried to pass an arm through her face. No. No, I
didn' t. He took a short breath and stood up forcing a smile,
asked you something, water, cocoba coffee. I' m not okay,
you should sit down You look like you shook your head. Without finishing
the prayer, she led her back to the table and sat down in front
of her What happened as she did not respond immediately asked something with Kai.
I thought you' d be together again. I had a conversation with him
this week. She drew a forced smile on her lips and shook her head.
We' re not together. He toured with his fingers the edges of
his phone or rather, Calek' s phone, as he would return it
to him before he left. He didn' t call you He asked wan
Es He squeezed my lips. I wouldn' t have answered. If I
had called her. I knew he wouldn' t tell her what she wanted
to hear, but at the same time I couldn' t help but worry
about him. The Sunday ceremony had moved him in a way that she had
never seen before how he was feeling Juán moved his head from side to side
and rubbed his tattooed note. That' s the big question. It'
s not like that. Nobody knows. I don' t think even he
knows. Esme didn' t know what to answer to that, so she
looked at her phone. Why those tears asked Wan and sounded so kind that
she almost started crying again bad news. He knew they were bad, but
he had hopes and then shrugged news about what a scholarship to attend college here.
I didn' t get it. He tried with all his might to
keep the tone light and balanced, but still the voice shook him at the
end of the sentence. That was your plan to get a scholarship and a
student visa asked Wan. She felt and sketched a determined smile on her face,
arming herself with courage in case he laughed at her, as probably had
been done by those of the University kuay te Ama. You know, he
said instead," Estense me as if lightning had fallen on her and her
heart skipped a heartbeat, two beats" He told you. He didn'
t respond by frowning his lips. He didn' t tell me, not
in words at least, but I know he' s autistic. True that
word. She remembered hearing it before. He did tell me. He watched
her carefully. You know what uncomfortable means. He played with the phone.
I honestly hadn' t thought about it too much. I thought it had
to do with your problem, with touch, with the fact that you have
to touch it in a certain way. That' s just a part,
but there' s more. Your Mind is different, not a disease.
In reality, simply their way of thinking and processing emotions is different from that
of the rest of the people. That made her think. Yes, he
was different, but his differences were not insurmountable obstacles, at least not in
his opinion. To her, Galette was just Calette and she accepted him as
he was. What he had not yet been able to accept was the fact
that he did not love her, that he did not accept her. To
her as if I could read her mind. Wane said Kaite Ama just hasn
' t figured it out yet. She found it hard to believe it.
Love wasn' t complicated or you felt it or you didn' t.
There was nothing to discover. Oan' s look became penetrating and then he
asked you to know once and for all if he loves you I know how
to find out. The pride of esme incited her to refuse. She had
already given him enough opportunities, but his heart had to know. Yeah,
as she responded feeling vulnerable, he looked her straight into her eyes and said
if it doesn' t work, you' ll end up marrying me.
You' re willing to risk a scene. Twenty- six, Kai stared
at the invitation that had reached his phone and had to be dreaming. No,
it wasn' t a dream, it was a nightmare. That couldn
' t be real. We have the pleasure of inviting you to the wedding.
De Esmeralda and Oan, Saturday, August 8, 11 a m,
3 p m, San Francisco, California. Please send your answer before August
7. Who the hell sent invitations the same week of their wedding. Nobody.
He was still in bed hugging the esme pillow because it smelled like her,
the scent was fading and he didn' t know what he would do
when he completely vanished. Maybe she' d start cuddling in the dirty clothes
she had left there. His phone vibrated with an incoming call while the invitation
was being observed. It was Oan' s number answered immediately. I just
got your invitation. Juan Rio the very idiot.“ It is not fun,
” Kai said, but his relief was almost intoxicating. It was just
a joke. I didn' t mean for it to be. Of course.
Wan, we' re really getting married. On Saturday his brother'
s words struck Kai like a punch in the stomach and collapsed on his couch
Esme' s glass over the coffee table attracted his attention. I just had
a rest of the water inside. It was likely to evaporate the very moment
she married him. Traitor of his brother. You' re really getting married.
Kay asked, that' s the plan. Yes, with Esme your
age is that watching her leave on Sunday warned Wan. I do it mainly
for her to get the visa, but I like it I' m considering
it as a probationary period. Who knows, maybe it' ll work and
we' ll get through the feeling of punching. In the stomach it was
emphasized that he clung to the edge of the sofa with his free hand and
pressed until his knuckles became white unless you made it clear, Wan added,
I already asked him to marry. You know what to do if you want
her to accept. I don' t love her. He answered street between
teeth. Why they all kept insisting. It wasn' t that he enjoyed
saying he didn' t love her. He wanted to love her, only
he didn' t.“ You have already gotten rid of that bike,
” Juan asked as if nothing had happened. Kai' s muscles tightened until
his arm' s veins swelled, no, maybe you should. Kai opened
his mouth to argue, but before I could utter a word, Juan added
I have to cut, but you will come on Saturday true if Kay Great
answered I see you there. The communication was cut off and the gravity of
the room caused Kai to sink even deeper into the sofa That was not just
a dance or a night. It was a weddingÉsme would marry Wuan,
share the apartment with him, perhaps even his bed, because of nightmares would
smile at him every day, fill his silences and read his accounting articles.
He' d fall in love with Wan. If he had fallen in love
with Kai, he would no doubt fall in love with Wan and Wan of
her. Wan would be great for her. Shit. He did not want
his brother to be excellent for esme pressed his hands against his eyes until they
hurt him, but then he dropped them and stared at the glass. Again
there was only a millimeter or two of water left and when it dried up
the probability that she would fill it again would be basically null. What should
I do? I couldn' t let her go and I couldn' t
marry her, but I couldn' t let her marry John either. None
of the options seemed acceptable to him. He clenched his teeth and stood up
immediately. I had to find another option and I knew what it was.
Tomorrow was the big day and Calette hadn' t called or even tried to
see her once. If he was willing to let her marry her brother,
then he wasn' t jealous. Juan was wrong just when she was thinking
about him. John entered the restaurant and she felt a tightness in her chest.
When he saw the big suit case he had on his shoulder, he
could tell me what it was and his palms began to sweat. He supported
the holster on the table and dedicated a crooked ubé and Greek smile to it.
He borrowed this for you Esme went over his hands on the apron and,
after looking at Wuan to make sure he could do it, extended his
hand to the zipper and opened it. A few folds of diaphanous cloth appeared
out of the sheath and she released a drowned exclamation and covered her mouth with
her hand. It was the ten thousand- dollar Berwan dress Sara had worn.
Wan laughed when he saw his reaction to find a place to marry at
the last moment is crazy. You have to accept what they offer you,
what ors got was the City of San Francisco. The couple who had booked
it, had a monumental fight, broke up and canceled. Yesterday you'
ll want to be dressed for the occasion. It' s a nice place.
Yes, it' s very nice. Wan signed another laugh, and
she took her hands off the dress and dried them again with her apron.
I knew he had mentioned that he would marry her and Calette wouldn' t
find out her feelings, but she couldn' t be serious about why she
would want water to marry her. I didn' t know her at all.
Wrinkling my lips, he closed my holster again You should cancel the wedding
and return this to Sara Ancalette She didn' t call me. Don'
t waste your money it' s impossible, I already paid for the living
room and your family is on their way. You remember Wan' s eyes
shone when he gave her a smile and distracted her from the spark of desperate
joy that invaded her before the idea of seeing her daughter again after so long.
Besides, if you look happy, because I' m consenting to you,
he' ll get even more jealous. More felt a bitter taste in
the mouth. It was obvious that Calet was not at all jealous. John
approached her and bowed his head as he looked at her. He' s
completely jealous. You know that right. She stared at him unanswered.“
I was serious when I said I would marry you,” Juan added.
Anyway, it' ll just be temporary. I will make my life and
you will make yours separate rooms and we can divorce when the time comes.
But he shook my head with amazement why he helped me. A sad smile
was drawn on Oan' s lips, because I' m his older brother
and I have to fix things. Then his smile lit up and reflected in
his gaze and I like you if I want to see how you do it.
It doesn' t cost me anything, but it means a lot to
you Truth, she let the air slip and all she could say was yes.
It meant everything to her. Wál approached her the dress is not complicated
for me, and my mother really loves that you help her at the restaurant.
No one gets lost, he took her, he had to tell her.
He deserved to know. He looked down at the cover of the dress
without knowing whether to bring it closer to it or away. He depended on
how he would react to what she would confess. Then I have a little
girl, little Jade. She' s home in Vietnam. Galette bit her
lip and passed her fingers through the zipper. He doesn' t know anything.
After prolonged silence, she looked up and discovered that Wan was smiling.
She saw in her eyes that she did not judge her. I really like
kids. He asked me with a sigh of relief, really and Ancalette I
think he would like your daughter." Wan replied, after a moment of
reflection, you still want to marry me" She forced herself to ask Esme,
the sweat bathed her skin, but she continued. I want her to
come live with me, with us and my ma noy. If he replied
with a laugh, let' s do it the more we' re not
better. I don' t really care too much. I' m a
little home. Esme closed her throat and watered her tears with the back of
her arm as her body weakened from relief. Then I' m happy and
grateful for marrying you, but we don' t need a big wedding.
She preferred a modest wedding. Frankly, I' d be indebted to moun
for the rest of his life and I didn' t want to add a
costly wedding to the list. He shook his head. I see you'
re worried, don' t be, but it' s all right.
Esme and this time there was a steadyness in his tone and expression. She
nodded, I won' t worry, but it was a lie. Marrying
Moanne was the solution to all his problems. Once they were married, she
could enroll in a university as a legal resident and work to pay for their
education. I wouldn' t need a scholarship to pursue your new dream.
But much of her still wanted Calete to intervene and worried that he wouldn'
t. His future, even a promising one, would not be perfect without
him or with him. As brother- in- law scene twenty- seven
had arrived the day. Kay had done everything humanly possible to find a way
out of that mess. He had spent money, called his contacts, found
promising ideas and bought a racehorse. I could claim that Esme was a horse
trainer and that way I would get her the residence, but she needed more
time. It was running out. The wedding would start in an hour.
He had put on his tuxedo and was ready to leave, but could not
get into the car. A little childish song kept ringing in his head.
Just like one heart, they meet and kiss under the balcony. I'
d lose my sanity if I saw Esme buan kissing. She was his girl
to kiss, to hug, for what. He couldn' t stand looking
at the empty glass on his coffee table, so he rushed out of the
living room. He didn' t have destiny in mind yet, but he
ended up there. Of course, in the garage he pressed the gate button.
As the light flooded the dark space, it advanced towards the bike.
Some specks of dust shone in the sunlight like fireflies and breathed that smell of
moisture and gasoline spilled over the concrete. For a moment he closed his eyes
and let the aroma lead him to a different time of a tug. He
removed the tarp from the motorcycle and toured one of the black handles with his
fingers. They had a rough texture, the marks the fingers had left on
the rubber cold and lifeless. It was always like this, always disappointing,
just as it had been when I had kept her back home after he had
taken her to the store. He toured with the tip of his fingers the
marks on one side. In a way, I was hoping to find blood
there, but his fingers only touched rough metal against all logic, that'
s all the motorcycle was displaying After crashing into a four- ton truck,
Andy hadn' t been so lucky. He had been that zero comma zero
seven percent of people dying in a motorcycle accident because of Kay. He had
asked him to visit him, although perhaps asking was not the right word.
I' d told him something like that when you came to hang out.
They had been complaining about the summer school duties and that he had told her
to take them to make them together. Actually, Kay would just do her
homework for Andy, but he didn' t care. Whenever Endy was there
until then Andy had said the journey from Hndy' s parents' house in
Santa Clara to the house of East Kayal' s mother in Palo Alto.
It lasted about twenty- five minutes and you took the central highway. Like
Andy always did, he said trees made him feel good. But the twenty
- five minutes had passed thirty forty an hour and Andy had not arrived.
Kai had walked from one side to the other angry and impatient, feeling a
great discomfort and had browsed the pages of every article he could until the corners
were permanently folded. When the phone had rang hours later, a bad incomprehensible
feeling, it had seized him, it had not answered, it had remained
motionless nailed to the ground, while his mother answered the phone call. When
she paled and leaned against the countertop. His suspicions were confirmed. Andy'
s dead. Kai' s head had remained empty and plunged into absolute calm,
no feelings, no pain, no more worries. It was pure logic.
At that moment a pattern had formed, two points created a line and
one could extrapolate the curve and direction from those points. His father had abandoned
his family for a new endy family had died. Bad things happened when he
cared about someone, but it really mattered to someone who didn' t compare
his apparent level of affection to others. Before he could figure out what he
was doing, he put his helmet on his head and got on the motorcycle,
turned the keys, the engine roared deafeningly and came off the garage to
advance to all the speed wave across the street. It had not been his
intention, but his hands led him along the central highway to the high pine
trees under the sun, in a cloudless sky, with wind pressure on his
body. How many times I had experienced that feeling in I walked hundreds of
times, perhaps before everything changed. What he had planned to buy a motorcycle
so he could do it together somehow they were doing it now. The sound
of his heart breaking was choked by the noise of the engine, but he
felt it inside. He felt all euphoria, fear, emotion, sadness more
alive when there is a risk of death. He came to the place where
the three lanes melted in two and a wave of suffocating heat flooded him.
Her lungs, muscles, eyes hurt. He drifted with the motorcycle until he
stopped at the left arsen and he staggered down. He kicked some pebbles and
garbage until he leaned against a pine tree. That was the place. Andy
had died right there, but the safety tape was gone, there were no
deep marks on the pavement, none of that. The sun, rain and
ten years had eroded the crash site, so it looked like anywhere else.
The passage of time. He had also hidden his emotions waiting for the moment
his brain was ready to process them. It wasn' t much, but
at the same time it was. It was the anniversary of Andy' s
death over and over again, but Esme wasn' t there and he was
alone with his sadness, sinking it and crushing it by devouring it. He
took off his helmet so he could breathe, but the hot air suffocated him.
He passed a hand through his hair and then luno through his face and
as he lowered his hand, he saw that his fingers were damp. For
a moment, he thought it was blood, but the fluid was bright and
transparent. In sunlight, tears not because I had specks of dust in my
eyes, nor because I was frustrated or feeling some physical pain. They were
tears of sadness for lndí ten years later he shook his head for himself.
That carried the meaning of a late reaction to an incredible end, but he
was a person of extremes. After all, his heart was not made of
stone. He just wasn' t like the one of the most. Even
without the tears, he would have known and could have recognized that he had
been deceiving himself all that time. Wan was right. It was easier to
keep people away from each other when it was for their own good instead of
their own. That way, you became a hero instead of a coward.
But now he didn' t care if he was a hero or a coward.
All I wanted was to belong to esme. When he checked his watch,
he was startled to see it was ten and twenty- two in the
morning. He had wasted a lot of time with his emotional outbreak. He
emotional and the wedding would start in thirty- eight minutes. I would be
late, especially because it was impossible to find parking in San Francisco for a
car. However, for a motorcycle, he passed a sleeve through his face,
put the helmet back on, speeded up the bike and left at full
speed. Central highway lew eighty- five n hundred and one. N He
had never driven a motorcycle along the highway and it was terrifying and exciting.
There was nothing between him and the cars passing by him. At one hundred
and hundred, thirty or one hundred and fifty kilometers per hour more alive when
there is a risk of death. I would certainly have tried to drive a
hundred and sixty kilometers per hour just because I could, but I didn'
t want to be part of that zero comma zero seven percent voluntarily. Once
he reached the last leg of the journey, he mentally addressed the problem he
had to solve. She had a wedding to stop and there was only one
thing that would change her mind to esme, just one thing that she wanted
to hear two small words and the last time she had tried to say them
she had almost had a car accident. He had to practice now, as
he was living at the limit h tried to utter the next word, but
his mind and body resisted stubbornly. It was hard to undo ten years of
coaching in such a short period of time. In spite of that, he
forced himself to say it. Master. T Master breathed deeply and moved forward
with determination. Do I love you? Do I love you? Do I
love you? Do I love you? Do I love you? The wind
stole almost all the sound, but he still felt ridiculous to talk to himself
until he said the last word. Esme and everything softened inside. I love
you Esme. That sounded good. That sounded right and I wish it wasn
' t too late. Scene twenty- eight. The hand of the minutes
reached six and a half to m and there was still no news of Calette.
Esme hugged her stomach and observed her reflection again. The bride in the
mirror looked sophisticated and beautiful. A$ 10, 000 drinking dress would do
that to anyone and as pale as death, Calette wouldn' t come to
stop the wedding. She would have to marry her brother a thousand times she
had told herself that he would not appear. And yet, when she saw
that that came true, she felt crushed under a mountain. Tears began to
sprout and spoil her makeup and she hurried to contain them blinking and forced herself
to be happy. Any other girl in her country would say it was a
dream come true, a handsome husband, a design dress, the town hall,
some extravagant bouquets, a crowd of guests to crown him. Everything.
She and her family could stay there, they would have that luxurious new life
that she had never dared to desire, she could follow her dreams and be
an example to her daughter. But he was the wrong handsome husband. Juan
was great, but he wasn' t Calette. He had not run to
see her at the doctor' s office, nor had he charged her to
the car. I hadn' t kissed her like she was everything to him.
I wasn' t saving her best smiles just for her without Calette.
That wedding seemed like a farce to him, but he would move on.
In any case, he had told John everything he had exposed his secrets and
flaws and he still wanted her to have that opportunity. She didn' t
care about the government, universities, or student scholarship organizations, but she did
care about one person, and sometimes a single person could make a world of
difference. I' d do everything in his power to make sure he didn
' t regret helping her. She would make a difference in that world,
straightened her shoulders, lifted her chin, and felt the determination burn deep inside
her. She was not shocking in a way that could be seen or measured,
but she had that fire, she felt it, that was its value,
that was her merit. She would fight for her loved ones and for
herself, because she was important. That fire inside it mattered it could accomplish
things and succeed. She may have been dismissed, but she was paving the
way with as much integrity as she could with her limited choices. The woman
in the mirror wore a wedding dress and high heels, but her eyes shone
with the confidence and determination of a warrior. If that wasn' t class,
I didn' t know it could be more. He turned me around
and walked away from the mirror just as a small body clumped over her tiny
arms. She was hugged by the waist and her heart burst with incandescence.
She raised the girl, hugged her tightly, leaned her cheek against hers,
as she always did, and a huge love flourished within her. Aroma to
baby soft baby skin small body of good, not so small. Here'
s my little girl. A face often curled up against her and above her
small shoulders, she saw her mother and grandmother entering the room. They had
arrived from Vietnam just the day before and they must have been exhausted and suffering
from Jerlack, but you loved them had dressed in their sauda and more elegant
and smiled from Ear to Ear with great enthusiasm. His mother had even put
on makeup. Esme had never seen her so beautiful and suddenly she felt grateful
that Wan wanted to have a wedding all over. The weddings were for the
groom and the bride as well as for the relatives and perhaps more for them.
“ Come loose little girl to your mother will ruin her dress,”
Esme’ s mother said while making Jade turn away. Then she hugged Esme
tightly and she couldn' t help but feel the slight smell of fish sauce
that had her mother' s clothes and hair and smiled. Now that'
s Me it seemed half American because I detected that scent, but it didn
' t bother him. Her mother retreated and sighed with maternal pride. As
I watched Esme and the dress my child wore has a sublime beauty, really
beautiful. Esme' s grandmother hugged her briefly, an extraordinary gesture of affection,
since the older generations in general did not embrace and it again detected the
aroma of fish sauce. Instead of worrying about ventilating the room, he breathed
deep to absorb it into the depths of his lungs. It reminded him of
his home. After all, she was a country girl. Her origins did
not define her, but they were part of her and she refused to be
ashamed of them. I think it' s nothing. Jade said surprised before
frowning what my father will be. After this, he sighed at me and
passed his fingers over the girl' s soft cheek. I don' t
know, maybe, but don' t be so hopeful. Cuban only marries
me to help us. It' s not a real marriage. You understand
Jade' s face adopted a serious expression. I get it. This place
is too beautiful to be a real marriage. His mother insisted, contemplating the
elegant moldings and furniture so clean, so large and air conditioned. He'
s got good intentions, he didn' t have the energy to explain.
So he sighed and raised his shoulders. All four settled in the Jade armchairs
next to their mother, and caught up with bit Nam gossip. As the
minutes passed, he became more anxious with every second that passed, until he
finally hugged Jade and closed his eyes, as he was too distracted to concentrate
on speaking. A noise was heard and Wan opened the door, entered and
then closed the door again. After him he gestured with his head to Esme
' s mother and grandmother and winked at Jade. Before concentrating on Esme he
looked dangerously handsome with his suit and tattoos and perhaps also a little dazed.
The truth was that Esme had never been so dazzling and she knew it.
After leaving his stupor, Wan said the time has come. He moved his
shoulders to fit his suit jacket.“ He is not here, so let
’ s do it you’ re sure,” Esme asked absolutely and you
stood me up, fastened his skirts, breathed deeply and nodded yes. Thanks
for everything, Wuan' s eyes found hers and then squinted. When she
smiled at nothing, she opened the door and drove Esme and her family into
the lobby, where an older man dressed in suit, waited for her to
hold an elegant bouquet of white roses. He' s my uncle. He
' ll walk you to the altar. The man smiled and bowed with his
head toward all, murmuring polite greetings. I' m not walking with her.
She clarified the mother of esme before holding her hand and giving her a
grip. I' ve been both her mother and her father since I was
a child. I should do it. Juan smiled surprised very well. Then
Bacos will warn you when the time is right. I' ll see you
there. He gestured with his head to Esme' s mother and then accompanied
Grandma and Jade to the place of the ceremony and Esme and her mother stayed
in the lobby with WANs' uncle He took superficial breaths and dedicated a tense
smile to his mother and Wan' s uncle as he struggled with a growing
sense of panic. He knew he was doing the right thing, but his
heart didn' t care. I wanted what I wanted and it wasn'
t Wan or fake hum marriage. His heart wanted calette forever. A few
strong steps echoed through the marble lobby and for a second the hopes of e
Esme grew. Perhaps he had arrived after all, but the steps faded before
someone appeared and Esme' s hopes plummeted again somewhere. In the distance a
cello began to be heard and Oan' s uncle said this way delivered Esme
to the bouquet and her hands fell asleep a deafening silence. He invaded his
head. Her mother had come in the shadows or smiled with her to cheer
her up and encouraged her to follow Oan' s uncle. An echo of
heels resonated on the marble clickclick clicklick. They entered the circular hall, where
the ceremony would be held. At the foot of the most imposing staircase she
would have seen an ivory vaulted ceiling. He would rise several floors above them
and display artistic images of angels or perhaps naked people in any case, they
should be cold. There were rows and rows of guests, flowers, a
cellist, a handsome boyfriend waiting for her at the altar. All that should
make her happy, but it wasn' t like that. He held the
bouquet more firmly, raised his chin and prepared to walk down the central corridor
among the seated guests. Sir, you can' t come in. A
wedding is taking place. Sir, a commotion behind her caused him to turn
suddenly and his heart sang with hope, but it wasn' t calette.
He was an older family- looking man, although she was sure she had
never seen him before. Medium height, a somewhat prominent belly, cachy-
colored pants blue buttoned shirt and a blue, navy sports jacket, short and
almost completely gray hair and eyes that could be of any color at that distance.
She thought they were chestnuts. Suddenly, his heart stopped beating.“
I would have truck driver’ s hands,” he asked,“ but
I wasn’ t looking at Esme Link, Esme’ s mother dropped an
exclamation and covered her mouth. The man stepped forward. His movements were slow
as if he were in a trance. Yesterday you are and I saw a
very strange voicemail. Someone was asking about an ugly guy who' d met
a line in Vietnam 24 years ago. She said that Feo' s daughter
was getting married today at San Francisco City Hall and that she needed her father.
The man looked at Esme' s face before looking at the woman again.
Next to her and her mother clung to Esme' s arm as if
it were the only thing keeping her standing. I was not sure the possibilities
were remote, but here I am said the man, as he approached even
closer to two meters to a meter and the light green color of his eyes,
made Esme run out of breath. I took the first flight I could,
a night flight from New York City. Di, you live in New
York. His mother asked in English. It was the first time I heard
her speak that language. I only live in New York. The man cleared
his throat before earth continued. I came back for you and I looked everywhere
for you and you weren' t anywhere, but now I think I know
the reason. She' s his gaze set on memoria. Her mother gave
Esme a little push, until she stepped up to him and it' s
Sumacker told me. That' s his name, Faithful Smaker. Some wrinkles
of confusion darkened the forehead of the man Feel Suma no, I' m
no Sumacker. My name is Gleaves. Gleaves Pilander called me Ugly until I
became Gleaves said with an apology smile before his eyes were enlarged with horror.
That' s why you couldn' t find me. The only data you
had was Felt. Of course you' ve been looking for a fellap you
want to postpone the wedding and talk about this in private. Wan asked,
as he was heading for the little gro Before they could respond, another commotion
was heard behind them. Sir, there' s a wedding. I'
m here for the wedding, announced a familiar voice and Caletti burst into the
compound, getting exhausted with her hair peeled in all directions and her chest,
waving with heavy breaths as if she had run to the place. She took
a look at Esme and her gaze turned to charming.“ You are late,
” Wan said, without taking Esme’ s eyes off. Calette responded
there was traffic, but luckily I came by bike I could make my way
between the cars.“ It was about time,” Wan commented,“
but Calette ignored her brother. I was watching Esme, as I always did,
with complete and absolute attention. I' m sorry it took me so
long to use the motorcycle and come here. She shook her head. As
soon as I had seen Calette' s photograph, next to the bike.
Everything had made sense. Don' t be sorry I understand. Calet swallowed
saliva and took a step towards it. He stretched out his fingers, loosened
them, and extended them again. The wedding' s over. There was
something I needed to say. No, it' s not over. The
hands of esme trembled, so he clung harder to his bouquet. He was
there, he had come, he had something important to say. His hope
grew so much that he didn' t know how to contain it in the
body. Calette' s shoulders relaxed from relief until she noticed the other person
who had interrupted the wedding and who was standing next to him. Who are
you the man? Quite possibly your father said it is he hesitated me with
words for a moment. Before answering I am leaveless, Caleta felt as if
everything was perfectly normal, you must be the right ugly. Then I'
m glad you came. You' re the one who left me the voicemail.
Gleaves commented, he didn' t call me back I took the first
flight I found. That' s what Caletti was gonna say. He'
s in suspense. When Jade ran down the hall and clung to Esme'
s skirts, the es Cucalet said little Calette was dazzled and watched Jade carefully.
One is medium. Esme' s heart beat hard as he first watched
Calette, then Gleaves, and vice versa. Both men were amazed. His
name is Jade is my daughter. Jade clung to her harder. Calette'
s look found Esme' s. You never told me. Carol said you
didn' t want a family and I was afraid I heard her lip bit.
I had no arguments other than that. What he had come to say.
Perhaps the news had changed things. He lifted his chin. If he
thought she was vulgar because she was such a young mother, then he didn
' t deserve her or Jade. He surprised her. When he bowed,
he looked at Jade and extended his hand as if they were both at a
business meeting. Jave looked at me for a moment before approaching Caletti. After
watching him for a long time, he shook his hand like a little adult.
None uttered any words, but I felt that they understood each other perfectly.
When Calette joined, she looked around at Gleaves, Jade Oan and finally
Esme' s mother, bowing her head toward her. Chao cobt said The
mother of esme looked at him with narrow eyes. Well, what was that
so important you had to say. There' s a lot of people here
waiting for the wedding to start at the time. He made me aware,
with horror of all the attention that was centered on them hundreds of curious eyes.
Let' s go somewhere more private. He can say what he has
to say there and not here where everyone can hear it. He ordered his
mother with a firm voice facing caleta, despite already gigantic abyss, in wealth
and educational level that was between them. My daughter was good to you and
you broke her heart. What you have to say, he made a grimace
and let his gaze travel through the crowd of guests. He knew me that,
like her, he hated being the center of attention. However, she
finally re- focused on it. He took a step forward and spoke ann
geom He breathed deep into me in silence and covered his mouth too shocked to
speak or do anything even in his wildest dreams. He told her in English,
took another step towards her and another, until they were only one arm
away. Then, looking at her as if she were everything to him,
he said I love you, I tried to convince myself that it wasn'
t like that, because I was afraid of losing someone again and I doubted
myself and I just wanted the best for you but the feeling has become too
strong to deny it. My heart works differently, but it' s yours.
You' re my chosen one. He gestured toward Gleaves Wan and both
men straightened out. Now you have options. You don' t have to
get married if you don' t want to. Now that we' ve
found your father, your paperwork, it' ll be easy, well,
easier, but you do want to get married. He took a deep breath
and fell on a knee marry me, and not just for three years,
but forever. He felt his pockets and made a grimace. I forgot your
ring, but I swear I bought you one. It' s nice.
You can probably cut glass with the yes he cleared his throat and looked at
her enveloped you would marry me if you still love me the heart of esme
enlarged and enlarged and enlarged until his eyes were clouded by tears. I'
ll always love you that' s a yes, she asked, gave the
bouquet to her mother and made Calette stand up. I don' t have
to, but I will marry you. Caletes blew a huge smile with dimples
and everything and in front of all the guests drew her to him and the
time like the first time, lips against lips, hearts joined without distance between
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