Open the door?
Micaela took a moment to react, hung up the phone, quickly turned on the light, put on her shoes and carefully opened the door….
With everyone asleep and an orange applique on the stairs, Micaela carefully descends the stairs, her heart beating a little faster, and faster, with joy….
But how did Carlos get in? The patio door was guarded by a security guy and he clearly saw his car leave.
Rambling to the main door downstairs, not daring to turn on the downstairs lights, he took a deep breath, carefully unlocked, inexplicably feeling some excitement….
The door opened slightly and Carlos walked in, pushing the girl in his arms, then a second figure appeared, followed by a third….
Micaela could not help covering her mouth in surprise, it was Tomas and Ernesto….
Why, how did it all come about?
No need to ask, she knew everything, all awkward with Querida not being around….
After closing the door, they all went upstairs and Micaela escorted them one by one to the door of their respective wives’ rooms….
Alba was tossing and turning in bed, unable to fall asleep, when she heard the phone ring and hurried to pick it up.
I bought this card when I arrived at Salamonsa and I can’t contact anyone outside Salamonsa, so it’s Ernesto or the peeps?
The truth is that it was Ernesto who sent the text message:
-Honey, come and open the door, I’m at the door of your room.
Alba sat up abruptly and looked in the direction of the bedroom door, then quickly turned on the light and got out of bed, yanking the door open as Ernesto crept in….
Alba’s eyes were full of surprise and she watched him close the door before asking:
-Why did you run all the way out here?
Ernesto took her in his arms, an ungainly smile on his face.
-What if you can’t sleep without me? What if you haven’t changed your son’s diaper more than a couple of times and he poops?
Superdaddy has his heart set on Darling’s baby…..
Alba grunted, her heart full of joy, and punched him in the chest.
-So you’ve come here for me, or for your son!
Ernesto immediately grabbed her around the waist.
-Honey, of course I’ve come for you, my son is passing by here!
On this side, Tomas entered Bianca’s room without any problems, as she had not closed the door behind her.
Tomas left the lights on, gently closed the door and approached her, raising the light of his cell phone….
Bianca is sleeping with her face towards her son….
Bianca without a heart…
Tomas murmured mentally, took off his jacket and lay down next to her, just as he was about to reach out and wrap her in his arms, Bianca turned around and got into his arms on her own, and hugged him….
Remember to hug him even if you’re asleep….
This gesture made Tomas feel better and he pulled her close to him, mentally telling himself that tomorrow he would still have to teach Bianca how to sleep in a strange place without locking the door!
On the other hand, Carlos also entered the girl’s boudoir and pulled her into his arms as soon as the door was closed, enveloping her in a torrent of kisses….
The overpowering scent lingered, Carlos’s passionate kisses turned the woman’s mind to complete mush, confused with thoughts of
Rain said so, recovering nicely….
Mike is not here either…
Micaela didn’t resist and obediently allowed Carlos to press herself against the bed, but Carlos released the person in his arms and replaced the deep kiss with a light peck, settling one by one on the girl’s sweet red lips, her deep eyes full of love, her voice muffled and muffled….
-Micaela, I love you…..
His heart was at once happy and saddened, happy because in a few hours he would marry the girl, and saddened because the wedding would be followed by a farewell….
So, as he did not want to miss all the nights he could spend hugging the girl, he went home, took a shower and was about to approach when he ran into Tomas and Ernesto waiting outside….
They had long since guessed that Carlos would not stay at home, so the three of them drove together, watched the villa from outside, behind the fence, watched the lights of the villa go out one by one and then entered over the wall….
Micaela opened her eyes in a daze and was about to speak when she saw Carlos turn off the light, wrap the blankets around her and pull her into his arms.
-Micaela, good night.
Moderate sleep patterns…
Micaela felt her face burning, her hand grabbed the shirt on her chest and asked in an extraordinarily embarrassed whisper:
-You, Carlos aren’t you going to continue? Lluvia said…
She can’t talk anymore, Carlos must understand….
In the darkness, she could not see Carlos’ satisfied smile, with his forehead pressed to hers and his voice muffled.
-I want to, but no, tomorrow makes more sense, and….
Carlos’ thin lips pressed a delicate kiss to her face.
-I’m afraid you won’t be able to get out of bed tomorrow?
Micaela felt smoke coming out of her face and hugged him tightly, burying her face in his arms ashamed, her voice muffled:
-Carlos, you have to stop saying that…..
Carlos’ heart swelled with joy and happiness as he rubbed her head.
-Well, go to sleep and have a good night….
Lying in the familiar embrace, Micaela soon fell asleep and was about to drift off when Carlos’ slightly anxious voice rang out and he sat up right away.
-Micaela, where is Mike?
Did you fall out of bed?
But he still can’t roll over!
With this in mind, I unconsciously go to turn on the light….
Micaela cried and laughed, seeing only Carlos’ silhouette in the darkness.
-What a father you are, to find out now that your son has disappeared?
Carlos paused in his movement to turn on the light, a pang of weakness that he barely noticed, because he did not hear his son’s breathing….
Micaela explained:
-Mom said she took Mike to bed and brought him to her room.
Thinking about it, Micaela got a little headache, if her mother took Mike in the middle of the night, Carlos would still have to hide in the bathroom, otherwise she wouldn’t know how to explain it when she saw Carlos, who had already returned, appear in her room….
Carlos snorted in relief and lay back down to take the girl in his arms again, kissing her forehead.
-It’s all your fault…
Micaela is not convinced.
-It’s clear that you forgot about him…..
-No, it’s you who fills my heart to overflowing, with no room to spare.
Micaela remained silent for a while, feeling that her son’s place was redundant….
Carlos hugged her tightly.
-Good girl, go to sleep, I’ll leave before dawn and then I’ll come back for you….
He witnessed Tomas’ wedding, Leonardo’s, Antonio’s, and went to pick up his girlfriends, and this time, finally, his….
Micaela settled down to sleep in his arms, her heart swollen with emotion, and closed her eyes obediently….
-Carlos Good night…
-Good night.
The involuntary movement of the girl lit a great fire in Carlos, who embraced the person, happy and tormented, a little tempted to go back on what he had just said….
The girls should rest so they can be at their best for their wedding tomorrow….
With that thought, Carlos pushed that little thought away, only to hear the girl in his arms murmur:
-Carlos, I love you too….
Carlos’ heart is soft.
-Dear, I know…