Eva's Sins.

XIII

  "Give me your hand, love, and I'll put my heart at your feet. For eternity"

The squirrel showed his red tail for a few seconds more until completely disappeared in the narrow scurvy dig in the upper part of the trunk.

  It was a 70-years-old Maple tree, but big enough and rotated to be mistaken for a secular one. Its trunk is quite thick and with deep marks on it, a sign that this tree had passed through too many harsh times and cold winters. The tree bark has an interesting dark-brown color with some kind of black oval figurines sketched on it. If you watch closely at their form and slowly sink into your imagination, you can teleport yourself in time, and, taking a pencil in your hand, be the one sketching them on the tree bark.

  Their smell is wonderful too. It's somehow similar to the smell of love that Eva was feeling at that precise moment, passing under her nostrils and this scent made her happy.

  She took her gaze from the squirrel's scurvy and looked at Brian's face. He was still looking up, waiting for the squirrel to exit, but his waiting wasn't related at all to his interest in the little fluffy red animal world, but because for the first time in his life he didn't know what to say. This little beautiful creature called Eva was next to him and he didn't know how to act so as not to scare her.

  His dark olive skin and his deep glance, made Eva wonder if he is real. Brian was really handsome and it made her heart vibrate like the guitar strings. She knew that she was falling in love, without feeling something like that before, and it made her happy. She knew nothing about him: neither if he is single nor he has a wife, nor if he is really interested in her, but Eva didn't care about it. For the first time in her short life, she wanted to live the moment and to love a real person and not a character.

  Brian looked at her and their glances had met each other. They kept silent for a few seconds more, preferring to talk in an unheard language known only by their ears, feeling with the entire chest the scent of love and their bodies, pore by pore, were slowly trembling as if a gust of an April wind had slowly caressed their skin.

  It was something so nice and so romantic at the same time. A mature man, in love with a young girl, helping her to discover deep inside her true feminine nature. And this was really captivating. Brian could see now in her blue, deep gaze that blink of happiness he was waiting for so long. He had many women during his mature life. Many of them had loved him with all their heart, but he never loved anybody. He doesn't even remember how many of them looked and it wasn't because they weren't attractive, but because they couldn't enter deeply into his heart. But these blue eyes, so magnificent and so innocent, could touch not only his heart but also his mind. He feels himself completely out of reality. He doesn't even care about what would say the wagging tongues anymore, about the fact that he had a wife at home and that it could bring many problems in the future. He hadn't anything to give her right now, he couldn't promise anything to her, but he knew that he wanted to love her. He must have her and she must love only him.

  "Eva, I want your heart open only for me. Can you promise me that your pure love will be only for this stupid man that can't promise you a future right now?", said Brian while watching insistently in her eyes.

  She kept silent for a few seconds. She knew the answer, but she didn't know how to say it. Something inside was telling her not to rush to answer and to wait, but her heart was yelling, with a loud voice, that she must love this man. She didn't know why. She didn't even know the real meaning of the word love, but her woman's heart was stubborn, was blind, and was ready to jump into the void only not to lose this feeling, which was filling her right now.