Ashes in the Heart (Editing)

Weakness

Summer arrived and although it was not my favorite season, in the past I liked to see the girls with short shorts and their pretty leggings, I always liked contemplating the female body and although this year was the exception for having my focus on someone else, I confess that my being she shuddered when she saw Amy in that mustard-colored mini skirt that accentuated her very well, too well I would say. It was very hot in the town with the summer and the whole mall had its thermal vents on maximum, but somehow looking at her made me suddenly feel scorching hot. It wasn't even her working day; she didn't understand the reason for her visit.

It was torture to see her walk-in front of my nose with that mini skirt helplessly, the involuntary growth of the bulge in my pants could not be avoided even if I imagined my grandmother in her underwear and I no longer even knew what to do with my hands in front of me. to the customers who were in the store.

She was just smiling next to a girl she hadn't seen before as they walked back and forth. She was in some sort of anxious breakdown, practically salivating like a lap dog, shaky and nervous, couldn't stop sweating.

I got up carefully so that the few customers that were still in the store would not notice the pre-heart attack that was giving me and jumped into the back room to drink some water, wet my face with cold water and pass my hand around my neck. to slow me down I had to control myself and stop picturing her in unconventional positions.

I took a deep breath again and again and little by little I could feel how all that whirlwind of emotions began to go down, I mentalized my position and acted even more serious than normal so as not to give another impression. The last client came out happy with his small cell phone accessory and I focused my gaze on the templates I had to fill out for the week's stock, he had sold a lot and had almost no merchandise on the shelves. The bell at the front door rang announcing the next client and while they did their usual thing which was looking at the place and accessories, I kept doing all the paperwork. The client approached the counter and remained static for a few seconds until he slowly placed the black sleeve with drawings of a constellation. I saw him out of the corner of my eye and simply without realizing who he was, I answered him.

— It's $3.75

The client placed the money on the counter, took his cell phone case and continued to stand in front of me as if he was expecting something else. Intense clients used to irritate me easily and more so on busy days.

— ¿Anything else?

I asked something dry raising my face to do a facial recognition, I just froze and like a complete idiot to notice that radiant smile so close to me. My heart suffered a cardiac arrhythmia and all that ego or anger that I was feeling disappeared in seconds.

—Amy...

I uttered almost out of breath and with a dry throat, I was grateful that I hadn't exploded impulsively because he had gotten a very bad impression of me. Swallow heavily, compose yourself, and continue speaking.

— ¿how are you?

—Okay, thanks. ¡Do you know my sister yet?"

I was blind all this time or my great gift of blurring other people was very good because I didn't notice her presence until she announced it. They were very similar, too similar I would say.

—I'm Anna. —She said shaking my hand with a slight smile.

— Tell me Sebastian.

—Amy has told me about you. — Anna added.

— Oh ¿really? — ask something blushing. — I'm flattered.

I could feel that cute but subtle accent in her words that somehow made them look sexier.