Carlos hugged the person tightly and let out a sigh of relief as his heart swelled with joy and emotion….
This silly girl actually thought the same as he did, both thinking to surprise the other and then just fail….
The girl also left her cell phone with Yerma, and on the flight back she had all sorts of horrible thoughts, that she would get lost, that she would meet a bad person, that she would miss her again on her return, that she wouldn’t find her….
The villa was not a good place to land, the helicopter was parked on the top floor of the company and he drove back, fearful that the girl might also be on her way to the company to find him, anxious beyond words….
It broke his heart to see her in the snow-covered doorway…..
Charles clasped her in his arms, hating to brush the person with his own body, feeling the cold temperature of her body, hurriedly took off his jacket, took off the bag on his back and threw it over his shoulder, put the jacket over the woman….
-Here, put it on first, don’t catch cold…..
The tone is full of anguish….
-No…
Micaela tried to refuse, she took off his jacket and was left with a black shirt….
The man moved without any resistance from her and wrapped his clothes around her.
-Put it on, I’m not cold.
The warmth of his jacket not only warmed her body, but also her heart. The snowflakes were still falling, but she no longer felt a trace of cold.
-Carlos, what did you just say?
The woman was so cold that she could not speak properly, and Carlos was so distressed that he wanted to give her all the warmth of his body and hugged her as she came in…..
-Good girl, come in and talk.
Micaela obediently let herself be led obediently by him for a couple of steps and asked unconsciously.
-Where is Mike? His car is still running…
The black car had its lights on and the doors open….
Carlos stopped to look at the person in his arms, lowered his head and kissed her hard on her icy lips, murmuring:
-Wait for me here.
Carlos turned to turn off the car, closed the door and immediately reached over to take the human in his arms and hug her from the inside.
Standing before the front door, Carlos entered the code with a flourish and Micaela looked at it, but it was the same code as the one for Barrio Fanslan….
Once inside, it was even hotter. Carlos turned on the light, put the girl’s purse on the shoe cabinet in the hall and left it there, closed the door, turned and grabbed the woman by the waist.
Unconsciously, Micaela put her arms around his neck and looked around her curiously, even though she had seen the place on the video call, she still couldn’t help wondering….
Carlos carried the girl up the stairs to the master bedroom, took her straight to the bathroom, released her, took off his coat, dropped it over the sink and, with his big hands, was about to take off her snow-soaked tweed jacket…
Micaela, with a certain shyness, took his hand.
-I’ll wash it myself….
The cold hand made his heart pound, clasping her hand against his chest, his large hand over her small one, watching the girl with bloodied little faces, reaching up to tousle her long, soaked hair, his heart ached.
-Okay, wash quickly and turn up the water temperature.
Actually, Micaela was a little disappointed to see him accept so easily, thinking it would be a normal reaction for him to trust her to wash with him….
As soon as he took off his jacket, Carlos came back in with a coral polar pink bathrobe on the hook, followed by some chaps….
Micaela looked at the two pieces and gasped….
Carlos approached again and bent down to help her take off her jacket, discovering that the knitted fabric underneath was damp and he couldn’t help but feel even more distressed, knowing why she was staring at her pajamas and offering to explain it to her.
-I bought it, go to the closet later, I have a lot of new clothes for you…..
Watching the woman staring at him dumbfounded, as if she hadn’t reacted at all, Carlos’ voice died down a little and he couldn’t help lowering his head and kissing her lips again, not daring to go deeper, but just pecking softly.
-Micaela, don’t tempt me, you’re not going to have a proper bath while I’m here, I’m going to call mom to tell her she found you.
Micaela looked back and blushed more and more….
Where did she tempt him…
Remembering that she had indeed not contacted her mother, Micaela nodded hurriedly and said, without a second thought:
-Call my phone, my phone is at mom’s house.
Carlos turned around and went out.
The moment the hot water hit her body, Micaela realized that the ice she had been freezing was melting and her skin came to life….
I washed my hair, showered, put on my pajamas and went out, just as I opened the door, I found myself wrapped in the arms of Carlos who was waiting for me outside….
The man looks at the person in his arms, his large hands run down his back, and asks:
-Is it warmer?
Micaela looked at him and whispered a low, muffled sound, they both looked at each other, their hearts swollen with joy….
The smell of longing is so strong that at last it will be real to see each other….
Carlos bent his head and kissed her on the lips, taking care of her long, wet hair, and tasting her lightly, with his deep eyes full of love.
-Come and dry your hair.
He took her by the hand and sat down in front of the mirror, took the hairdryer and deftly blew her hair…..
He ran his hands through his hair, moving carefully and cautiously….
Micaela looked at Carlos in the mirror, her heart beating faster and faster….
Drying his hair, Carlos put down the dryer and leaned down to embrace her from behind, smelling the fragrance of her body with immense satisfaction….
Micaela reached out and placed her hand on Carlos’s strong arm, bending her head slightly to ask once again:
-Carlos, where is Mike?
Her thin lips licked his earlobe and her voice was muffled, asking rather than answering:
-Micaela, why did you come?
Micaela, her breathing confused for a few moments, answered truthfully:
-Because I miss you…..
Satisfied with this answer, Carlos reached into his pants pocket, pulled out his cell phone and put it in his hand, with a hint of imperceptible weakness in the tone of his voice that he took for granted.
-Well, I’ll leave it with Mom for a couple of days so Mike doesn’t interrupt our time together.
To put it bluntly, she’s left her son at Salamonsa!