MR. BAD GUY (ENGLISH VERSION)

NEED YOUR LOVING TONIGHT

It had been six months since that interview and the next one that put them together when he returned to United Kingdom to promote his last movie. Sean had become almost a groupie, he was already a real fan.

When he entered the studio followed by his loyal Duncan his legs began to shake. Enzo had changed. He had let grow a moustache and wore shorter hair. He wore a pair of faded jeans, a light jacket and a very cute t-shirt of Mickey Mouse underneath. Sean funnily enough had also let his moustache grow and Enzo found it funny. He remembered him perfectly.

- At the end you threw out Deborah.

- As far as I understand she had a little crisis. Now she's in some country in Africa as a volunteer.

- Really? Woooow...

Enzo stared at him again. In fact that journalist seemed just out of one of his erotic dreams. He had an harmonious and worked body at the gym. And nevertheless there was nothing more important than his voice, his sweet smile, his gentleman manners like a politician on the campaign trail and that beautiful aura of innocence.

- If that will give her satisfaction, great. I'm glad for her. And how are you?

Sean watched out the corner of his eye the time, they had little time to that small chat, like a little jewel in a velvet casket.

- I'm so glad having you here again.

- Thanks. I'm glad coming here too, sweetheart. It's a beautiful studio.

- Well you'll have to visit quite a few.

- The promotion is like this.

He asked him to put the headphones on because they were live and he took on his host tone although the thrill to having him around figured out, everybody noticed. Even Enzo noticed.

- Here we have again Enzo Efseryan, have I pronounced it properly?

- Faultlessly.

- It's been a long time...

- Hello. How are you? It's a pleasure coming here. Greetings...

- To all the listeners and Enzo's fans who sure are listening...

- Sorry, greetings to you, I mean YOU.

Sean almost blushed when he said that with a secret smile.

- Thank you very much. You know that here everybody loves you. We love all your movies.

- When I knew that you would interview me...

- You'd say: Help.

- I loved knowing you would interview me, darling.

He stroke again. He flirted once again with him as though the time wouldn't pass. It was a little bit more professional interview than the former one but equally daring flirting each other. That flirting to which he responded with nervous smiles, but glad as anybody would with such a sexy man. The radio chemistry was so great that sometimes Sean ended Enzo's sentences and he nodded satisfied. Once they took off their headphones came the drama and Sean didn't want the magic would end. The time just flew by.

- There's something very special in our radio talk -Sean started picking up his papers.

- Tell me...

- The time just fly by. We've been talking one hour and a half and it was so fast.

- That means we've enjoyed. Did you drink that bottle that I brought you? What did you think?

- I poured a little glass every night. It lasted a week or so. And it was like a week that I was with you.

They stood looking each other laughing hard and Sean, as he didn't stand up the chair, he jumped in.