Siempre te voy a querer

Chapter 69

Isa's morning started with the sound of her alarm, but her heart was racing for another reason. Her cheeks were tinged with a soft red as she tried to shake off the remnants of the dream that lingered in her mind. It wasn't just any dream—it was that dream. She had dreamt about Kevin, and the way he made her feel like she could touch the stars.

As she got out of bed, she couldn't help but question why she was dreaming these things. When did she start seeing Kevin in this way? She tried to brush it off, heading to the shower to clear her mind. But every time she closed her eyes, his image was there, clear as day. She saw his reassuring smile as he waited for her on the other side of the short zip line, encouraging her that everything would be fine.

As she let the water wash over her, she realized that something inside her had shifted, and it was becoming harder to ignore.
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As they drove, the conversation between Isa and Kevin flowed effortlessly, filled with playful banter and light teasing.

"¿Qué tal el día de ayer para ti?" Kevin asked, glancing at Isa with a mischievous smile. "¿Te lo pasaste bien?"

Isa chuckled, feeling a bit shy. "Sí, fue genial. Aunque no puedo decir lo mismo de lo cansada que estaba después de jugar. ¿Tienes algún consejo para una principiante?"

Kevin grinned, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "Solo asegúrate de no dejar que el balón te gane. Y si necesitas ayuda, siempre estoy aquí para entrenarte."

Isa raised an eyebrow, smirking. "¿Ayudarme a entrenar, eh? ¿Qué tal si te ayudo a entrenar a ti para dejar de mirar mis labios?"

Kevin's cheeks turned a deep shade of pink. "¿Qué? ¿De qué estás hablando?"

Isa laughed, enjoying the playful banter. "La noche pasada, cuando me dejaste en casa, te vi mirándome los labios. No sabes disimular, Kev."

Kevin stammered, trying to play it cool. "Bueno, es que... eh... los labios están en tu cara, ¿sabes?"

Isa's laughter was infectious, making Kevin's face flush even more. "Eso suena como una excusa muy conveniente."

"¿Y qué si lo es?" Kevin teased, his tone flirtatious. "Tal vez estaba tratando de averiguar qué sabor tienen tus labios."

Isa's eyes widened in mock surprise. "¿Ah sí? ¿Y qué descubriste?"

Kevin leaned in slightly, lowering his voice. "Que tienen un sabor a misterio. Algo que me hace querer saber más."

Isa's cheeks flushed a deep red, and Kevin couldn't help but notice her reaction. His smile widened as he teased her. "¿Qué? ¿Te puse nerviosa?"

Isa stammered, trying to find the right words. "N-no, solo... es que... olvídalo."

Kevin chuckled softly, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "¿De verdad? Pensé que mis palabras eran bastante inofensivas."

Isa let out a frustrated sigh, her blush deepening. "No me lo esperaba."

Kevin laughed, the sound warm and comforting. Isa looked out the window, trying to regain her composure, but she could still feel Kevin's gaze on her. A small smile crept onto her lips as she noticed his eyes lingering on her as they waited at a red light.

Kevin, noticing her smile, leaned back slightly, his voice softening. "Me alegra verte sonreír. Eso significa que algo de lo que dije te hizo sentir bien."

Isa turned her head to meet his gaze, her smile growing. "Quizás."

Kevin's heart skipped a beat at her words. "Bueno, eso es bueno. Porque para mí, tú eres muy especial."

Isa's eyes met his, and the connection between them felt stronger than ever. "Gracias, Kevin. También me haces sentir así."

The red light turned green, and Kevin drove on, but the warmth of their conversation lingered between them. They continued to chat and tease each other, their playful banter creating a comfortable and intimate atmosphere in the car. Every glance and touch seemed to carry a deeper meaning, making Kevin wonder what all of this meant to Isabella.
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As they arrived at the training facility, Diego was the first to spot Isa. He came running towards her with an energetic grin, and before she could react, he jumped into her arms. "¡Isa, qué bueno verte!" Diego exclaimed, pulling them both to the ground.

Isa laughed, trying to regain her balance. "Diego, estás pesado," she said, struggling under his weight. Diego just chuckled and playfully tugged on her, causing them to both tumble over.

Kevin watched with amusement from a distance before excusing himself to go change.

Diego looked at Isa with concern. "Isa, ¿por qué te fuiste? Estábamos muy preocupados por ti."

Isa broke eye contact, her voice subdued. "No lo sé," she said quietly, not meeting his gaze.

Diego's face softened with worry, and he smacked her lightly on the head. "¡Me asustaste feo, mensa!"

Isa rubbed her head and winced. "¡Ouch pendejo! Eso me dolió, wey," she protested, looking at him with a mock scowl.

"Lenguaje, Isabella," Diego scolded her with a grin.

"Perdón, santito," she replied, laughing as she ruffled his hair.

Diego's expression turned serious as he rubbed her head gently. "Perdón, Isa. Fue solo que estaba muy preocupado."

Isa nodded, her laughter fading as she listened to him. "No pasa nada," she reassured him.

Diego then launched into a dramatic story. "¡Tienes que escuchar esto! Casi choco en el camino porque una chica no se detuvo en la señal de alto."

Isa giggled, but Diego's face remained serious. "A mí no me da risa, Isa. Pude haber muerto."

Isa's laughter bubbled up again, and Diego's serious expression only made it worse. "Ay, Diego, estás exagerando," she said between laughs.

Diego pinched her playfully, and Isa complained. "¡Eso me dolió!"

He rolled his eyes and imitated her voice. "Isi mi dili."

Isa rolled her eyes and smacked Diego lightly on the head. "Eso te pasa, wey," she said, still laughing.

Diego chuckled and rubbed his head. "Eso te pasa a ti por reírte de mis historias."

They both burst into laughter, their playful bickering filling the space with warmth and familiarity.

Diego suddenly wrapped Isa in a tight hug, and she returned the gesture with equal warmth. After they released each other, Diego commented with a smile, "Hueles a vainilla, sabes, ahora entiendo a Sebas."

Isa blinked, puzzled. "¿A Sebas? ¿Qué tiene que ver?"

"Sí," Diego continued, grinning. "Siempre me decía que olías muy bien, y es cierto. Deberías pasarme el producto que usas. Yo también quiero que mi perro huela a vainilla."

Isa chuckled at his playful remark. "Como que estás medio... ya sabes, loquito," she teased, earning a light, playful slap on the shoulder from Diego.

"Eres muy violento, sabes," Isa joked. "Debería alejarme de ti antes de que se me pegue."

Diego laughed and pulled her into another hug. "Perdón, es la costumbre," he said, his voice warm and sincere.

Isa laughed along with him, her mood lightened by his playful banter. They waited together as the other players began to trickle out to the field, enjoying the camaraderie and comfort of the moment.

Hiii everyone, I don't know how to feel about Isa dreaming about Kevin. Help meeeee I don't know what to do in this situation. Thank you for all of y'all's support. Luv y'all lots💗