I abandon the apple I couldn't even taste in the trash can and lower my head when another realization hits me. I'll have to look for a new job. " Shit. " I stammer and throw myself on the sofa, sulking. I like that job, and it pays very well. However, it will be impossible to stay in the same environment as Brandon Reeves. Firstly, because I'll feel worse and worse, knowing what I've done and why he thinks I did it. I wanted him. I really did. Likewise, I still want him, I have to admit. I shrink away. He moves me… And in the days that followed, while we were together, the physical attraction gave way to something stronger, which I'm afraid to name. I admire the man he is… well, I did. Bloody hell. My sexual side came out with him. I didn't even think I liked sex, but Brandon showed me that I was just the wrong guy. I'm really going to miss our nights in suite 220… I startle when I hear the doorbell. I widen my eyes and think: it can't be. My heart seems to be beating out of my mou

I laugh again, this time throwing my head back." For God's sake. I don't want another man any time soon. I've realized that I have a rotten finger for men." Girlfriend, we all do. " the girl raises her glass in a toast. " That's why I'm not attached to anymore. I notice a twinge of resentment in her voice. But just as Laura isn't interrogating me about my love problem, I'm not going to interrogate her either. Perhaps the day for confidence between us will come. We order sweet cocktails, without too much alcohol. After all, it's still Tuesday and we have to work the next day." How long have you been working at Next level? " I start because I'm truly interested in knowing. Laura twists her lips, and seems to think." I think it's been two years. I used to work for another company, but I had to leave. Long story. " she takes a sip of her drink and puts the glass down on the table, looking a little pensive. " Maybe one day I'll share this sinister part of my past with you. " and lau

SofiaExhausted, we threw ourselves on the grass, next to where I had left the basket with the snacks I had made. We swam for almost two hours straight. We fought in the water like two children. Now we’re panting, thirsty and hungry. As soon as I had the strength to search for food, I reached for a snack for each of us and some juice, which we drank almost completely in one go. A few moments later, already satiated and rested, I notice that Laura lies on her side, bites her cheek from the inside of her mouth and fingers the grass, staring at me. I frown at her, but the girl doesn’t even notice my impression. She seems stuck in a dilemma. "Speak up, woman! "I let out, causing her to startle. "What a fright! "the other puts a hand over her chest and laughs."You’re staring at me, dying to tell me something, it seems. So spit it out. "I suggest, popping a grape into my mouth. "Okay. I’ll just say it because I can’t keep it to myself any longer. I swallow the grape carefully, a litt

Brandon " Don’t run away, Sofia! " his tone is incisive. " You know we need to talk.I stop myself. Then I lower my head and sigh. He’s right. This moment can’t be put off any longer. Defeated, I start to climb the steps that lead to my apartment, leaving the gate open. Just as I leave the door open, I walk into the middle of the living room and cross my arms, waiting for him. Expectation takes hold of me. I’m afraid that I won’t resist and that I’ll give in. And I’m still not sure that I should, even though I want to. Brandon enters and closes the door behind him. He looks around briefly and then faces me." You said you’d give me a break. " I begin, a little unsure of how to act. " And I meant it. But it’s been two fucking weeks! It’s not possible that you haven’t decided meanwhile! I sigh and reply softly." You have no idea… Brandon then comes closer, holds my arms, his breath coming to my face, while I avoid facing him." I’m going crazy, Sofia. " his voice is deep, his br

Sofia I add a smiley face emoji on the side, and it sounds like I can hear her laughing on the other side of the screen. I throw the device back on the table and, barefoot, go searching for it. I find him in the kitchen, leaning against the sink. A mug in one hand, his eyes fixed on his cell phone. He must be working. Of course, he’s working. He’s a workaholic.I stop in the doorway and wait for him to notice me. Which doesn’t take long. Before he even looks at me, he drops the device on the counter behind him and raises his eyes to look at me. His eyes, a lighter shade of green now that it’s morning, roam lazily over my body. An appreciative smile appears on his lips.“ Hello, stranger. “ I say hello and respond to his beckoning gesture.He’s got his jeans on and, like me, he’s barefoot, his legs crossed at the ankles. His hair is combed back with his fingers. I lean against him, my hands on his narrow waist. Brandon gently holds my chin and kisses me tenderly.“ Good morning, ange