Micaela looked at the phone that appeared in her hand, it was her….
How did her phone get into her hands….
A moment passed before she received what he said, and Micaela stood up startled, turned around and looked at Carlos with some disbelief in her features.
-Carlos, did you go to Salamonsa?
A slight smirk came to Carlos’ mouth as he ran a hand through her long hair and stroked the back of her neck, moving closer and resting his forehead against hers, with a deep voice full of charm.
-Well, I was on my way here when you left Salamonsa and clearly I was looking for you at home, but I couldn’t find you, so we got lost in the air….
The other hand took hers and pressed it against his chest, where his heart was.
-I couldn’t see you, and the place emptied out…. Mom told me that you were coming to Ode Nation to spend my birthday with me…. Micaela, do you know how I felt? Surprised, lost and sorry at the same time?
Micaela instantly felt what he was talking about and regretted without measure that she had not talked to him properly and had let him run from one side to the other…
The atmosphere of intimacy surrounded Carlos when he let go of her hand and, instead, encircled her slender waist, pulling her into his arms….
-Mom handed me your phone and said you didn’t have it with you and this must have come, so I went back to the helicopter and flew back and only now do I really feel you in my arms.
The familiar fresh, crisp scent lingered around her, and the love in her deep eyes seemed to drown the woman before her….
Indeed, Micaela was spellbound, but the sober glimmer of sanity still caught her point.
-So you forgot about Mike?
Carlos shyly took the person in his arms and hugged her tightly, apologizing sincerely:
-I’m sorry, I was wrong…..
He knew, of course, that the girl missed Mike too, checking how she was every time she went on video, even when Mike was sleeping….
Carlos admitted his mistake with such kindness that it made Micaela feel good and amused at the same time, pushing him slightly away, looking at him and asking in a detailed and serious way:
-What’s wrong with you?
Carlos looked at the woman in his arms, his eyes full of tender love.
-The failure was that I could only think of you, my son was behind me. Ten minutes into the flight, I remembered that I had forgotten about Mike, but I didn’t want to rewind, I was desperate to see you, not a minute more.
Micaela looked at him, her heart swollen with emotion and joy, with tears in her eyes that made it difficult for her to see the handsome man in front of her, and with her voice cracking with emotion….
-Carlos…
Carlos kisses her eyelids.
-Darling, don’t cry….
The man’s eyes were dark as ink, his voice a few shades darker, nibbling his lips….
-You’ll have something to cry about later…..
The woman blushed, brushed the tears away, wrapped her hands around his strong, slender waist, and asked:
-You brought my phone, how did you just call mom?
Yerma’s cell phone doesn’t communicate with the outside?
Carlos explains:
-I called Mr. Nicolas and asked him to transmit it.
Micaela got it, remembering the gift he had prepared for her and to put it aside.
-Carlos, where is my bag? I have a present for you…
Carlos would not let her push him away, hugging her tighter and tighter, wrapping his arms around her, taking giant steps, pressing her figure against the white mattress and kissing her cheek….
-The gift I want is in my arms….
Micaela’s heart was beating fast as she looked at the man on top of her who loved her as if her life depended on it. She plucked up her courage, wrapped her arms around his neck, lifted her head and took the initiative to press her thin lips, closing her eyes….
Carlos was about to retake the reins when he suddenly remembered something and braced himself….
-Micaela, I have made you some ginger soup to drink while it is hot, don’t….
Don’t catch a cold…
Before he could finish the sentence, Micaela pulled him….
-It’s going to be warm later….
Then her lips collided against his thin lips….
Carlos’ self-control instantly disintegrated…
After a long, long time, Carlos contented himself with putting the girl to sleep, and when he fell asleep, the woman in his arms suddenly pressed herself against his chest and murmured.
-Carlos, what time is it?
Carlos raised his eyes, unconsciously reached for his phone, glanced at it, raised his eyebrows, satisfied with his -fighting skills- and put it down.
-11:58, what’s up?
The woman’s voice was full of sleep:
-Carlos…
-Hmm?
-Happy Birthday….
Carlos’ thin lips lifted and his arms tensed, his chin gently brushed the top of her immensely satisfied head, and he asked softly:
-What else?
Micaela, whose eyes were not even open and whose consciousness had sunk into a dream, still knew what she wanted to hear, and murmured.
-I love you so much, so much, so much…..
Carlos kissed her forehead, knowing she was asleep and could not hear him, but still said:
-I love you too, so much, so much, so much, I’m happy with you…