Micaela looked at Carlos, her heart pounding, full of emotion…..
How much he loves her to be so careful and cautious, thinking of all the risks to her…..
Reaching out and wrapping her arms around his waist, Micaela said slowly.
-The flowers here, my father planted them with his own hands, he loved to keep them….. Sergio used to take care of these… I’ve been so happy with myself around you that I’ve forgotten about his flowers and plants, and I’m a little self-conscious So I wanted to fix the flower garden myself….
Micaela spoke a little incoherently, because of the guilt she felt towards her parents and because Carlos loved her very much….
Carlos reached out and rubbed her head, her emotions, she understood.
Releasing her, he took off the jacket he was wearing….
Micaela unconsciously took the clothes he handed her….
Carlos reached up, pulled the collar of the shirt and untied the tie as well….
Micaela suddenly blushed, don’t blame her for having a lot of connecting ability, it was really Carlos’ hands and feet that were so seductive, his action of untying the tie was extraordinarily beautiful and charming, and his deep eyes kept looking at her, she wouldn’t be a woman if she didn’t blush…..
-You, Carlos, what are you doing…?
Carlos gave her the tie as well and looked at Raul, ordering in a deep voice.
-Go and get a stool.
Raul hurried into the cottage, just after Miss Micaela opened the door again, and tried to enter to find some clearing tool, but in vain he only found a shovel that did not do much….
In a corner he found a bamboo chair with a back, which he pulled out and placed under the eaves, before taking a piece of paper and wiping the dust off the bench.
Carlos nodded with satisfaction.
Micaela, with a puzzled look, hugged her clothes and was dragged by Carlos, settled on the stool and said in a deep voice.
-I’ll do the cleaning of the flower garden.
Startled, Micaela tried to get up, but Carlos held her shoulders and looked at her from above, with his deep eyes full of seriousness.
-Sit down girl, I also want to do something for your father.
The tone was serious.
A blush ran down Micaela’s face….
-Then, then we’ll be together and I’ll be very careful….
Carlos straightened up and rolled up his sleeves while he said, without commenting, the following
-No, just look at me.
Raul was gorging himself on dog food, gaped in surprise when he saw that his great president had really stooped to pulling weeds in front of the flower garden, and half a moment later, pounced on him, rolled up his sleeves and went on pulling together!
The glow of dusk shone on the tall figure of Charles, who crouched with one foot curled up, stepping over the edge of the flower garden, earnestly pulled the weeds surrounding the seedlings, his perfect sideways face made Micaela’s heart beat out of rhythm….
The shovel, which seemed useless to her, played a very important role in her hands, literally turning over the soil, tidying up the area, which was left very clean, flat and comfortable to the eye, and the plants that were originally going to be engulfed by the weeds instantly exuded vitality….
The clothes on her arms tensed, her heart was full of emotions that were about to overflow her, thinking what she could do, she got up and went into the house, she found the unopened mineral water in the kitchen cupboard, she looked at it carefully, it had not expired, then confidently took it out, handed a bottle to Raul, then looked at Carlos.
-Carlos, take a break and drink some water.
Carlos looked at the rest of the work, which could be finished before nightfall, and got up. Micaela immediately raised her hand and carefully wiped the thin sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief….
The girl’s lips lifted slightly, and she looked at the girl, her eyes full of affection.
Micaela was increasingly embarrassed by the look, rubbing her eyes and handing over water.
-Drink the water….
-Feed me.
Micaela looked at him in surprise…..
-I have dirty hands.
Raul drank the water thoroughly and hurried to continue pulling weeds, a dog alone without a girlfriend to give him water had to put his head down and work.
Micaela looked at her hands, the dirt, the green grass juice, had changed the color of her slender white hands, and she too felt suddenly distressed.
-Carlos, we’re not getting it done, we’re going to hire a temp to do it…..
Carlos smiled and refused.
-No, I’ll do it, your father will feel more comfortable leaving you to me when he sees my heart in heaven.
Micaela was so moved by Carlos that she didn’t know what to say….
-Give me some water.
urged Carlos.
Micaela looked at Raul, embarrassed.
-How, how can I feed him?
Carlos raised an eyebrow, what was the girl thinking?
He had forgotten that the girl also had a vivid imagination, once last year, Ernesto and Alba were panting together on their bikes and she could conjure up strange images….
Looking at the overwhelmed girl, Carlos wanted to tease her even more, his deep eyes full of mischief, he bent down, approached her ear, his deep voice with a heady scent, stuck in her ears….
-Use your mouth…
Micaela’s heart skipped a beat and she tried to step back, shocked, when she heard his voice still ringing.
-It is not possible here, go home and satisfy Micaela’s thoughts again, for now, just unscrew the lid and hand it over….
Micaela’s mood was like that of a roller coaster, blushing even more…..
Oooh, it was so, so dirty, she couldn’t even defend herself because she had just thought that….
Micaela blushed and unscrewed the cap of the bottle, raised her hand and reached up to her thin lips as Carlos leaned over and drank the water at the same time….
What kind of devil is this, drinking water is so charming….
When Carlos straightened up, she unconsciously brought the bottle to her lips and took a few sips before realizing that it was not an indirect kiss….
The sensation, it seemed, was more tentative than any of the previous direct kisses, and she hurried to turn around and go inside.
Carlos watched her back, lifting the corners of his mouth, half continuing what he had been doing earlier.
After cleaning the two flowerbeds in the front yard, Carlos brought the hose from the ground and carefully watered them before declaring he was finished.
Raul sighed in relief and admired the president of the family, who, despite being such a tall and powerful man, could do the dirty work better than him, a country boy.
Carlos washed his hands and Micaela tried to close the door and go back to Carlos, but he suddenly said.
-Aren’t you going to invite me for a visit?
Micaela froze a little, half reacted and happily took his hand and entered, from the first floor, to the third floor, which was empty, but Micaela had fun explaining and Carlos listened attentively.
This is where the girl used to live?
Carlos paused longer in the study, looking at the desk and the whole wall of books, and frowned softly.
How had he not thought that, perhaps, here too there might be clues as to what he wanted?
Without moving, he and the girl went up to the third floor and entered her old room, as curious as Alba was about the pile of fabrics on the floor.
Micaela had to explain again.
Carlos listened in alarm, thinking he would have to ask the staff inside the guardhouse to treat Sergio more kindly, if it wasn’t for him, no matter who they handed the girl over to the next day, or the danger she would be in going down the window from here, either would be too much for him!
To take the girl in his arms, to lower her head is a passionate kiss, to calm those horrible images he imagined, to carry the fear….
Fortunately, the girl arrived unharmed at his side….
When night fell and it was finally decided to return, Carlos explained to Raul.
-He arranged for a bellboy to come regularly to clean, and also to take care of the flower garden in the front yard.
Raul nodded, and Micaela became so excited that she wanted someone to clean the house, and before she could say a word, he had done it all for her.
Carlos called another driver to take the car back, and hugged the girl in the back seat while Raul drove in front.
The car drove off slowly.
Carlos lifted the compartment with the front seat to take the girl in his arms, saw the thick golden book she held in her arms and picked it up curiously.
Micaela offered to explain.
-It’s my father’s book collection, I wanted to take it with me and look at it from time to time?
Micaela’s phone rang and she pulled it out, it was Bianca and she took it.
Carlos looked at the book, Global Geography?
The name of the publisher was unknown, the book was thick, two centimeters, pinching the edges of the book and flipping through it at random, the pages suddenly stopped and a photograph was wedged in the middle of the book….
Carlos froze, staring at the picture for half a minute, frowning, glancing sideways at the girl next to him, she was talking seriously on the phone and didn’t notice his movements, Carlos sighed secretly relieved, closed the book and put it back to his side…