The elevator doors opened and a few people stepped out, all of whom couldn’t resist looking twice at the hunk next to them.
It’s that pretty young lady, this, this doesn’t seem to be the husband that shows up from time to time!
Something’s going on with that intimate behavior!
While everyone’s gossip was burning, Carlos had already taken her naturally by one hand and led her to the elevator, pressing the door close button and asking.
-Which floor?
Micaela finished the sixth floor before she felt something was wrong and looked at him.
-You, why are you following me? Where are you, my friend? Alone? Don’t you want to run an errand?
He almost got Diego off the hook, he remembered seeing the plans for the Salamonsa gem on his desk, so he assumed he had come to take care of it.
A sweetness arises in my heart, although I forgot about it, I still found this place and found myself again?
Carlos also the heart is very sweet, the girl is good to him, let him hold hands did not break free.
The girl’s hand is so comfortable to hold, small and soft, I do not want to let go ….
Don’t let her know…
Carlos discovered for the first time that he had such a rich inner monologue in front of her.
He didn’t dare to hold too tight and looked at her, in a deep voice.
-I’m a visitor from… no, I’m here to meet you.
Micaela’s heart missed another beat and she looked away, the slight hint of sweetness amplifying in her heart and the corners of her lips lifting involuntarily.
-Well, then you should go and stay in a hotel…..
The woman full of sweetness forgets that Salamonsa does not receive tourists, there is no such thing as tourism….
-My phone was stolen a few minutes before I ran into you, my luggage was left at the airport exit, I’m penniless and, girl, you’re going to feed me.
Micaela looked at him with some surprise.
-Such bad luck?
The corners of Carlos’ lips quirked up in a smile.
-No bad luck, I have to thank the thief for making me meet you.
Looking into his eyes full of affection, Micaela looked away again unquestioningly, suddenly remembering that earlier she had told him: I will raise you….
The elevator door opened and Micaela hurried out, only to realize that her hand had been taken by his large one.
Trying to pull her hand away, blushing a little.
-Why should I stay with you! -Is that the kind of thing you can say to any girl you meet?
Carlos squeezed her hand even tighter to keep her from pulling away and explained with some urgency.
-I swear, that’s all I’ve ever said to you in my life!
Even though he had forgotten a lot of things, he could once again be sure that he hadn’t said any of that to Natalia!
Micaela certainly believes it, she just unconsciously says so….
The two exited the elevator and Micaela stopped in front of her house, wondering in her mind if it would seem too casual of her to bring him back when it was her first meeting for Carlos.
Then she remembered her decision a while ago to fight a little longer and felt as if she had hit her face too quickly….
She tried to reach for the key to open the door, but her hand was clamped on this side….
Carlos frowned as he surveyed his surroundings.
Although there is an elevator, but the whole thing is a half old neighborhood, there are certain security risks, how can that damn man put the girl in a place like this….
-Carlos, let me go….
I want to open the door…
Carlos only felt a strong blow in his heart, controlling the force so as not to hurt his stomach, and he took her in his arms and hugged her.
-What did you call me?
-Carlos…
Micaela screamed again unconsciously….
Carlos’ heart ached hard again, for the last eight months he had been so lumbering when someone called his name that sometimes he didn’t even feel like he was being called, until that moment he had felt activated….
Quietly, with a bit of trembling and determination.
-I won’t let you go, not even to death.
Micaela’s eyes are red, every word she says brings back memories….
-Just you, calling me by my name so beautiful, what’s your magic that I can’t stop seeing you, get ready, I’ll revolve around you 24 hours a day…..
Excitement, coming fast and furious, I couldn’t wait to be near her and have her…..
Micaela sniffed instead an uncontrollable hardness rose in her heart, he couldn’t stay in Salamonsa and she would die if he left Salamonsa….
Trying to repress the emotion and not to think about it, I whispered.
-I’m going to open the door….
Carlos let her go then.
Micaela took the key out of her jacket pocket and opened the door.
When she opened the door, the air was filled with the smell of the girl’s body and Carlos thought it was heaven….
Micaela looked at the clock on the wall, it was almost six o’clock, no wonder she was so hungry, so she hurried to the kitchen to prepare rice.
Carlos then left the things he had in his hands on the cloth sofa and looked around him, the house was small, the dining room was right next to the living room, two steps away, the kitchen was also small, the bedrooms, only one…
Carlos’ mind wandered, he looked in the direction of the kitchen and then pushed the bedroom door….
Micaela washed the rice and immediately opened the fridge thinking what to make for dinner, took out the ingredients, washed them, prepared the cutting board and took the knife….
-Who told you to touch something so dangerous!
Carlos appeared behind her and, somewhat anxiously, reached out and snatched the knife from her hands, then grabbed her hands and held them in front of her eyes for closer inspection….
Fortunately, fortunately, no one was hurt….
Looking at her with the knife in his hand, he unconsciously had a heart attack….
Rubbing her fingertips against her hand, I found some fine calluses on the palm and fingertips….
Carlos was even more dismayed, he had just checked the small house, no trace of a man, which made it even more certain that the girl lived alone, and most likely the short-lived man had not lived here either, he could be the first man to set foot in this place, or, the first man to have to spend the night!
Charles, immensely pleased and proud, went to find her in the kitchen, only to see her holding a knife ready to cut something!
He was heartbroken, more than heartbroken, heartbroken that the pregnant girl had to do her own chores, these fine corns, and vowed to make them all disappear!
Micaela look at his careful treatment of the precious treasure, suddenly also feel so a little aggression, once in front of him as a treasure, he is not allowed to do anything, in the past eight months, he never felt the aggression, but in front of him, his nose is a little sour?
-I will cook, you go out and wait.
Carlos said as he put his hand under the faucet and rinsed it.
Micaela was a little surprised, cooking?
She knew she made good noodles, but cooking?
Carlos took off the jacket he was wearing and handed it to her, then turned around, rolled up his sleeves and started chopping vegetables.
Micaela went out to lay her clothes on the couch and, as she put them down, she suddenly felt a little dismayed, suddenly wondering if it had all been a dream.
Did Carlos appear before her?
The clothes she had not yet deposited were there again, placed under her nose and sniffed, a familiar smell from her memories, one that made her incredibly nostalgic and reassured her?
Wait…
She smells a hint of something that shouldn’t be in it….
Smell of smoke?
Has she started smoking?
Micaela unconsciously lowered her coat to ask him and turned back to the kitchen to find that he was actually very deft in his movements and Micaela’s attention was immediately diverted.
-When did you learn to cook?
Carlos turned on the bell, and the not inconsiderable roar made him frown, not hearing Micaela’s words and not catching the insinuation in her words that she knew she didn’t know how to cook before.
Micaela couldn’t help but move closer and closer as she noticed how tantalizing the aroma of the dish was in the air….
Micaela couldn’t help but get her heart racing as she watched him in action. It turned out that Carlos was so handsome and charming when he cooked….
Carlos prepared all the ingredients the girls had brought out to go with them, turned off the bell and felt the world go silent.
As he turned around, he saw the girl gazing adoringly at him, and he felt exhilarated. He stepped closer and looked at her, his thin lips almost inches from touching hers, his voice low and muffled.
-Girl…
-Well…
-Let me cook for you every day…