MR. BAD GUY (ENGLISH VERSION)

YOUR KIND OF LOVER

With that odd shyness which sometimes had, Enzo told Duncan taking charge of calling Tarek.  He told him to beg him to come to the shooting to talk. He knew if Duncan asked him for, he wouldn't deny it.

They knocked at his trailer door and he saw Tarek standing there. Instead of running to his arms, just said:

- But, how did you come here on your own?

Tarek had had a hard time to decide coming here and that was his welcome. He refrained to turn around and leave.

- Come into -Enzo said looking both sides and closing the door-. How could they let you in? What a shitty security system.

- Cool down, I am unarmed -he tried to play Enzo's drama down.

- Oh, darling. Forgive me.

- You wanted to meet me.

- Yes, of course. I missed you. Sit down -he motioned him to sit down the sofa.

- Ok, while we're here, I'm taking my chance too. I know you are working but I won't last long.

- I got 20 minutes. Do you know how many things we could do in half an hour? -he asked him suddenly frivolous.

- Yes, I think it will be enough -he said trying to look away his eyes.

- Some things we did lasted around half an hour too. And sometimes a lot less.

After all they had been through, Tarek got blushed. And Enzo, always looking closely all his gestures, was pleased.

- Well, speak -Enzo restarted.

- Nothing, it's very simple. I think we are at the end of the line. I had a lot of fun travelling first class and knowing Munich. I had never flown Europe and was exciting. Meeting you had been a very intense experience in my life. But now we gotta pull apart.

- Really? -he asked ironic.

- Yes. I appreciate all your gifts, the beautiful people you introduced me and someone maybe not so much, really...

- Stop this shit. Are you breaking up with me?

- Didn't you want this?

- Well I didn't. You are my new man. When did you stop from being that?

- I think since you broke up with Lars.

- What's Lars has to do with you?

- Everything. You had used me to make him jealous.

- When I flew London to see you, did I do to make him jealous?

- Probably.

- When I introduced you my best friend, did I do it to make him jealous?

- Enzo...

- When I showed you my new home...

- You've orchestrated our relationship. You've designed it.

- Of course. I'm very good at designing.

- I'm not kidding.

- I'm not too. Don't be ridiculous, darling. You are still my man and I won't let you go.

- Sure? Why did I have to know you were back in London by the press?

- Oh, God. That shit again.

- Tell me what's wrong. When I went to see you you were not the same. What happened with Lars?

Enzo stared at him with his enthralling dark eyes and he locked the door. Afterwards he pulled down his pants while Tarek looked at him confused. Then he pulled down his underpants and turning around, he looked his bottom. There stood still the marks of lashes. Tarek covered his open mouth with his hands, terrified.