Micaela’s face flushed and she unconsciously slipped away from the situation.
-Nonsense…
It’s clear that for him, it’s been less than 24 hours since we met, yet he’s so serious and firm in saying that she’s his wife?
Carlos enjoyed looking at her blushing face, which was gradually rising, and he couldn’t resist teasing her.
-Girl, you put me to bed last night and turn your back on me at dawn? Hmm?
Micaela blushed even more, what do you mean you put him to sleep?
-You’re the one who came up here!
Carlos nodded his head fervently.
-Well, I crawled up here, who was in charge of sleeping in my arms?
Micaela remembered the few times she got up, she slept in his arms and he slept on the edge of the bed….
Indeed, she slept on top, she felt cold, he was warm, so she unconsciously moved on top, in the past she had always slept in his arms, her body had long since gotten used to feeling him and moving next to him, last night, it was the most peaceful night she had slept in so long….
The woman, who had been speechless, finally opted not to talk to him about it and bowed her head to drink her porridge.
Carlos’ eyes filled with affection and his heart swelled with joy.
The lean porridge tasted good and, remembering what she had just seen in the garbage can, Micaela asked nonchalantly.
-Uh, can you smoke?
-No smoking, just looking.
Can you see?
Micaela looked at him in disbelief…..
Carlos also thought that his previous behavior was quite strange.
-I used to have the habit of lighting a cigarette and watching it burn and thinking that the smoke…..
He paused, apparently at a loss for words to describe his feelings about the smoke, and after a long pause, continued.
-But now, all of a sudden, I don’t feel like watching that smoke.
Then his eyes fell on the girl’s face and so matter-of-factly he said.
-Because now I can look at you.
Micaela’s heart…
Before she could say anything, the doorbell suddenly rang.
Startled, Micaela thought of something and put down the soup spoon, getting up quickly and looking anxiously at Carlos.
-Carlos, go inside and hide first!
Carlos frowned.
Early in the morning, who’s here?
And the girl had to be in a hurry to hide him?
His first thought was that the short-lived ex-husband might not be dead.
Not dead, is it a divorce?
Micaela had rounded the table and grabbed his arm.
-Hide in the closet in your bedroom and don’t come out until I tell you to….
Carlos obediently got up but did not obey and went inside, looking at her with a frown and asking.
-Who is here?
How unpleasant is it for him to hide, let alone hide in the closet?
Micaela didn’t have time to explain, the first thing that came to her mind was the prominence of her clothes hanging on the balcony, and she immediately went to unhook them, when Carlos grabbed her arm and asked for her.
-Is that your ex-husband?
There was a strong note of jealousy in his tone.
-No! Carlos, do as I tell you and hide first….
Micaela is in a hurry…
Carlos’ deep eyes narrowed at her dry denial, his jealousy dropped a little and he was about to speak when a voice came from the door.
-Moya, are you up yet? Mom forgot her keys.
Carlos is relieved to see the girl?
Micaela gave in for just a second, still insisting that she would continue to hide him.
It’s not a good time for the mother to know that Carlos is here without prior communication….
Micaela lowered her voice and anxiously pushed him into the room.
-Carlos, go and hide in the closet, I’ll explain it to you later….
Still unhappy, Carlos reached out and grabbed her chin, guessing.
I haven’t divorced my ex-husband yet, so my mother-in-law can’t see me?
Micaela shook her head, not having time to be bothered by the fact that the bad guy rushed to define her mother with her mother-in-law, pushed his hand away and turned to pick up her clothes.
-No, don’t guess, I’ll tell you later…..
She picked up her clothes and put them in the washing machine. Seeing that Carlos was still standing there, she reached over to push him again, unconsciously softening her tone.
-Carlos, get in there, wait until my mother gets suspicious…..
-Beg me.
Carlos was still a little angry at how eager she was to hide him, and how she could be worse than her short-lived ex-husband, who was so shady.
He seemed to have forgotten that it had only been less than 24 hours since he showed up and it was too rash to think about seeing his mother-in-law now….
Micaela relented in a second, unconsciously using the pouty tone that Carlos couldn’t stand.
-Carlos, please ….
The soft tone made Carlos’ breath catch and his eyes fell to her lips, intensifying, lowering his head closer to hers, his voice muffled.
-Kiss me.
-Moya, aren’t you up yet?
Sounds from outside, then the bedroom phone rang….
Micaela looks at Carlos, the bad bully is harassing her again!
Angrily, he cocked his head to the side and planted his thin lips on her, then tried to push him back….
-Well, go to ….
The moment her lips touched his, Charles only felt the soft touch, the fragrant scent simply to hook his soul, instinctively grabbed the back of his head with one hand, reaching for her lips, kissing him back fiercely, not giving him a chance to refuse, a dominant attack….
How could Micaela not miss his kisses, the cool, crisp breath that enveloped her, the frantic predation that left her breathless, her already weak struggles melting little by little into his kisses….
The woman in his arms must have been made for him, he loved the sensation of kissing her so much…..
Holding her with one hand, holding her head with the other, changing the angle of the kiss, trying to control myself not to embrace her too tightly and not crush the little girl….
Carlos kissed lustfully, the shred of sanity he had left reminding him that his mother-in-law was still on the other side of the door and that the phone inside was ringing for the third time….
When he released the girl from his arms and saw her eyes slowly open, Carlos felt even more tickled and pecked her red lips twice, and spoke in a muffled voice.
-Just say that you were in the kitchen and didn’t listen.
Then he released her, turned around and went into the bedroom.
Micaela slowly came slowly back to herself, her heart beating fast as if it were about to burst out of her mouth, thinking vaguely, Yes, the kitchen bell makes a lot of noise….
Then he gritted his teeth again, the great villain, even thinking up an excuse for his….
Stroking his cheeks and taking a deep breath, he hurried to the door.
Yerma, cell phone in one hand and a large and a small purse in the other, long hair pulled back and slightly powdered, dressed in a black professional suit with a long gray down jacket over it, looking sharp and capable, her smooth face much like Micaela’s with its obvious nervousness, felt a great relief to see her daughter finally open the door.
-Moya, you scared me to death, I thought something might have happened to you and wanted to call the locksmith….
-I was in the kitchen making breakfast and that bell was so loud that I didn’t hear it….
Micaela, extraordinarily embarrassed, said what Carlos had found for her to say and closed the door.
Yerma paused a little and looked at Micaela.
-I’m sorry, Moya, that Mama wouldn’t take care of you and let you settle in a place like this, if your father hadn’t left earlier…..
Micaela shook her head and picked up the bag her mother was holding and turned to put it on the small table; it was all fruit, supplements.
-No, I like it here, don’t be sorry, I’m just uncomfortable when I live in the Lai Garden, don’t bring me tonic, the baby is healthy and I don’t need tonic now, have you had breakfast, do you want to join us….?
Micaela suddenly remembered that there were still Carlos’ plates left on the table….
-It’s ok, mom has eaten.
Said Yerma taking a seat on the sofa and seeing Micaela’s slightly red lips, she got up again and asked nervously.
-Moya, what happened to your mouth?
Micaela was startled and mentally cursed the big bad man.
-Er, nothing, I just tasted the mush and it burned…..
Yerma had a worried look on her face.
-Be careful, you’re going to be a mother.
Micaela nodded and took a seat next to her.
-You’re not going to the office, why are you free to come so early?
A glint of difficulty in Yerma’s eyes.
-Moya, Sonia is back, she says something about the company not keeping their hands idle?
Micaela nods at the memory of Sonia Echave’s smug mouth.
-Yes, okay, I’ll be in the office later.
Yerma looked furious.
-Sonia is too much, squeezing your worth and not paying you accordingly, with your talent, how can you live here at a snail’s pace, it’s all mom’s fault for not protecting you.
Speaking of which, and with a look of self-recrimination, Micaela reached out and put her arm around her shoulders to reassure her.
-Don’t say that Ma, when Echave City gets over this, everything will be fine. By the way, Ma…
Micaela wanted to say something, but Carlos wasn’t going to hide in the closet, he was probably listening at the door, so it was better to go to the office and talk it over with his mother.
We chatted for a while before Yerma got up and went to the office first.
-Mom will wait for you to join us?
-No, then my colleagues will see it and say I’m tarnished again….
Yerma was also very upset.
-Moya, I’m sorry you shouldn’t have suffered like that…..
Micaela accompanied her to the door, with clear and sincere eyes.
-Mom, I don’t feel wronged, really.
Yerma looks at her with relief, Moya may seem soft but she is not weak, she is very, very good and has not let her down….
After a brief farewell, Yerma heads for the elevator.
Seeing her mother disappear around the corner, Micaela breathed a sigh of relief, closed the door, turned around the moment she already smelled a familiar scent, and the next second, she was enveloped in a wide embrace, thin lips pressed her and captured her lips tightly….
-Well…
Micaela whimpers, she can’t shake it a little….
Actually Carlos hadn’t wanted to get closer to kiss her, he had done it instinctively as soon as he saw her turn around, perhaps, because he hadn’t just kissed her enough, but how could it be enough?
The girl’s sweetness, addictive, made him fall, and he knew that a lifetime of kissing could not all….
The woman struggled to resist her passion, and a small response elicited an even more fierce release, her breathing ragged and inexorable, when the door, which had not closed in time, burst open.
-By the way, Moya, Nilson will be back soon…