Neymar Jr's New House Cooker

Part 3

"What are you doing, Neymar Junior? Who do you think you are? Do you think you can fall in love so easily?" But I really didn't know how to look at him. He didn't seem to think of making a move to increase the distance between us.

"Um... the guys are waiting. Congratulations again on your decisive goal."

"Uh-huh...thanks." he replied.

"Ahhhh... there you are! They're looking for you all over the place! I'm not interrupting anything, am I? Hahaha" Rafinha said just in time. My heart was about to jump out of my chest.

"Yeah... I was getting dressed." I backed away from Neymar at last and exhaled. He also turned on Rafinha and walked off downstairs.

"You look fabulous, Vera!" Rafinha was apparently really having a good time as he kept complimenting me which was already making me uncomfortable.

"Thank you." I said shyly. We sat with him and a few other guys on the sofa next to each other and talked. They were really interesting to spend time with. It's a good thing they don't act like arrogant guys! Mbappe and Di Maria decided to dance for the camera and everyone gathered around our sofa. What I liked the most of course was that everyone complimented my food. But suddenly I found myself thinking:

"Was he really looking at my lips? Was Neymar Junior really looking at my lips?" I remembered our moment with him in my room and I was no longer interested in watching Mbappe dance.  I got up and headed for the kitchen looking for Neymar on the way. When I got to the kitchen I leaned against the counter and took a deep breath. "He's just playing with me. I don't need to be alone with him anymore."

"I think he's playing with you!" I turned sharply with fright. Rafinha was coming up behind me. "Did I say that out loud?"

"What do you mean?" I looked at him wanting to understand something. Rafinha leaned closer to me and bit his lip. Then he lowered his head and looked at the glass in his hand.

"All right. Never mind. Just stay away from him, Vera."

"But I'm his cook, won't that be a bit difficult?"

"You know what I mean." He took a drink from his glass and looked me in the eye again which I found rather sweet and left. The music started playing even louder. I stood there in the kitchen and thought about my boss again. I was about to go back to everyone else but then I saw him. Neymar was sitting on the sofa with... a blonde.

"Terrific. He's not playing at all he just doesn't care. Well so do I."

I walked out into the living room with my head held high and sat directly across from the "couple". Rafinha seemed to be watching my every move. He sat down and offered me a drink. Of course I said yes. "It's about time." There was no more place in my mind for Neymar. I enjoyed Rafinha's company and learned a lot about him and the whole team.

"Maybe you could come to our practice sometime?" I put my glass down. While I was thinking about how to say no to Rafa I felt a look on my face as if someone else was waiting for my answer. I tensed up. Neymar was looking at me. "Maybe he cares?" When our eyes met again I knew exactly what to say to Rafa.

"With pleasure." He and I clinked our glasses together.

Neymar didn't look at me anymore. "Maybe he thought I was flirting with his friends. Thinks I'm taking advantage of my job? He might as well fire me!" The thought made my heart ache. "I can't embarrass myself like this and let my family down."

2:00 pm.

The guests began to leave and soon it was just me, Rafa, Mbappe, Cavani and Neymar. Neymar was still talking to Cavani about something and I didn't want the guys to leave me alone with Neymar.