Katarina’s heart skipped a beat when she looked into Antonio’s loving eyes and she hesitated a little when Antonio asked her.
-Can I sleep on the floor? I’ll sleep on the floor.
He knew that Katarina’s actions today were also due to an overwhelming longing and being so close to crossing that hurdle, or lacking something, and he was more than content to be in the same room as her, and would never push her one bit….
Katarina hesitated, got up and pulled the quilt out of the closet.
Antonio reached over to pick up the quilt.
-I’ll do it.
He dropped to the floor under the bed, it wasn’t too cold for a June day, and Katarina still had a thin blanket for him.
Antonio lay down contentedly, covered with a thin blanket, and looked up at Katarina, who was sitting on the bed above him, looking down at him, and sketched a loving smile.
-Katarina good night.
Katarina’s heart skipped a beat, she turned to turn off the light and lay down.
Half an hour, or more, passed and she couldn’t sleep, losing sleep for the first time since she was pregnant, with some excitement in her heart, knowing she shouldn’t be cheerful, but still glad that Antonio was here, and not even daring to turn over often for fear that Antonio would realize that she wasn’t really asleep….
Wondering if she was going to lose sleep until dawn, she suddenly felt movement, and Antonio carefully sat up in bed, lay down, and then carefully moved over….
Katarina clung to the thin blanket, closed her eyes and held her breath as she felt his hand come up and gently encircle her, then gently, his large hand pressed her bulging belly…..
Antonio couldn’t sleep either, he was too happy, he wanted to hold her, don’t do anything, just hold her, he waited and waited, he thought Katarina should be asleep, then he gently touched himself, in his heart he said, hold her for a while it will be good to roll back to the floor….
The baby in her belly felt as if it sensed its father and there was a slight squirming inside, the baby was still too small to be caressed outside the womb, but Katarina felt it and forgot that she was pretending to sleep and said excitedly
-Antonio, the baby is moving!
Then she took his hand and moved it to where the baby had just moved, who was reacting to the fact that the pretense of sleep was revealed….
Anthony’s heart was melting and his mouth lifted in a satisfied smile, so he just held her even tighter in his arms, his forehead buried in her nest, smelling the fragrance of her body, his voice muffled.
-Katarina, I love you, I love you so much…..
Katarina’s heart beat faster and she made no further movements as his hand, through her nightgown, gently traced her bulging belly, as if measuring its size with his hand, moving gently for fear of touching her….
He dared not make any more exaggerated movements, he took a deep breath and forced the fires rising around him….
Katarina said nothing, her heart was beating a little fast and slowly she closed her eyes, sleep hit her and she fell asleep a while later.
Antonio clasped her in his arms, immensely content, and the person in his arms turned over and lay on her side facing him, one hand around his waist and her head rubbing against his chest….
A freshly smothered fire instantly breaks out….
Antonio gritted his teeth and wrapped his hand around her back, whatever happened, he wouldn’t go back to the ground!
The next day, Marisa was surprised to see her daughter and Antonio coming down the stairs one after the other.
-Antonio, Antonio, why didn’t you tell mom you were coming?
Joyful, she immediately went to the kitchen and ordered the maids to prepare another breakfast, a hearty one, and then she came out, looking at Antonio, her eyes full of pain.
-Katarina look, Antonio has lost a lot of weight, he must be working day and night in the company and he doesn’t know how to take care of his body, Katarina, go back to Antonio and take care of his food and his life, mom is here without you worrying…..
-Mom, it’s ok, Katarina can be wherever she wants, I will take care of my health, don’t worry.
Antonio calmed Marisa down in two or three sentences, leaving Katarina in a state of depression about who her real one was….
Marisa was delighted that she had not eaten with her family for a long time, and after breakfast Antonio had to go back to the countryside, there was no airport in town and he had to take a bus to the city ahead, so he had to leave early.
Antonio had come alone, as he had stayed at the hotel in town the night before, and had to go back to the hotel to pick up his luggage, only to be dropped off at the door by Katarina.
The morning sun was shining on the door, the air was clear, and Antonio looked at the girl in front of him with a mood he had never seen before, reaching out to rub her head.
-I’m leaving, I’ll come to see you next time.
Katarina woke up in the morning with her whole body in his arms and, with a pang of embarrassment, looked away and did not answer.
The corners of Antonio’s lips quirked into a smile.
-I’ll take it as a tacit agreement if you don’t say anything.
Katarina still said nothing, Antonio’s smile grew bigger, Katarina raised her eyes for a moment and looked at his smile, her heart beat a little faster….
The distance, it does make her heart see his heart clearly, it’s just that it’s still something close to asking him to admit their relationship, she can’t take that step, that kind of contact last night was her limit….
Antonio kisses her on the forehead.
-Katarina, I love you.
Katarina’s heart fluttered and her fists clenched, remembering yesterday’s test report, the results of which would not be available for another two weeks, and the words she wanted to say got stuck in her throat, but she finally swallowed them.
Marisa watches from the window with a sweet heart as the young couple cling to each other….
Across the ocean, at Teladia, on the top floor of Grupo Aguayo, Carlos’ office, there is also Micaela, sitting at her desk nonchalantly sketching designs for a wedding ring she has already designed and started to manufacture.
When she woke up in the morning, Carlos asked her, seemingly unconcerned.
-Girl, what’s on today’s agenda?
Micaela answered unconsciously.
-Rest, no arrangements.
So he took her to the office, and she was inseparable from him 24 hours a day. Micaela’s heart shrank and she couldn’t help but wonder if there was another reason why Carlos was so attached to her.
Thinking about this, Micaela lifted her chin and looked at Carlos sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, a man so serious about his work that it made her heart beat faster….
He was obviously very busy, he worked late into the night last night, and he obviously didn’t have to walk her all the way to the tournament, so why, instead, did he have to follow her all over the world?
-Girl, come here.
Carlos didn’t even raise his head for a second, speaking suddenly.
Thinking something was up, Micaela got up and walked over, and before she could get up, he pulled her into his arms and sat her down, her thin lips meeting his and kissing her hard.
-Are you trying to look at me again?
Micaela blushed instantly and argued.
-I wasn’t! How did you know I was looking at you without even raising my head?
Carlos raised an eyebrow.
-How do you know I didn’t even raise my head if you weren’t looking at me?
Micaela was speechless, this really isn’t a confession, half the time, she just threw her arms around his neck and asked him directly.
-Carlos, I think you’re weird!