Siempre te voy a querer

Chapter 87

As everyone was either sitting on the grass or standing around watching their teammates take shots, Kevin caught sight of Isa from across the field. He called out to her, "Isa, ven," signaling her to come over.

Isa was with Uriel at the time, who gave her a nod and a smile. "Ve, yo voy con Gerardo," Uriel said, heading off in the other direction.

Isa walked over to Kevin with a friendly smile. "¿Qué pasa, Kev?" she asked, curious about what he needed.

Kevin smirked, his tone playful. "Isa, no olvides que eres mi asistente personal," he reminded her, though his expression softened as he continued. "¿Podrías traerme una botella de agua?"

Isa rolled her eyes playfully, a small smile tugging at her lips. "¿En serio, Kev? Solo por eso me llamaste desde allá?"

Kevin leaned in slightly, his voice dropping to a whisper that sent a shiver down Isa's spine. "Por favor, mi amor," he said softly.

Isa's cheeks turned a light shade of pink, and she quickly looked away, trying to hide her reaction. "¿Nada más eso?" she asked, attempting to sound nonchalant.

Kevin nodded, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "Sí, nada más. Pero apúrate, que me voy a morir de sed si no me traes esa agua pronto," he teased, exaggerating for effect.

Isa shook her head, laughing softly. "Ya, ya voy," she said, turning to get the water bottle.

Kevin watched her walk away, a satisfied grin on his face, clearly enjoying the little interaction.

Isa returned quickly with the water bottle in hand, catching the attention of a few of the guys who noticed her rushing across the field. They exchanged curious glances, wondering why Isa seemed to be in such a hurry.

When Isa reached Kevin, she handed him the water bottle, bending over slightly to catch her breath, resting her hands on her knees. "Te cansaste?" Kevin asked, smirking at her.

Isa nodded, still trying to steady her breathing. But before she could respond, Kevin added with a teasing grin, "Te cansas corriendo, pero duras toda la noche," referencing the previous night between them.

Isa's eyes widened in shock, and she gently nudged him. "Kevin, no digas eso," she whispered, her cheeks turning pink as she glanced around to make sure no one had overheard.

Kevin laughed, clearly enjoying how flustered she was, before finally taking a sip from his water bottle.

After taking a few sips of water, Kevin casually rested his arm on Isa's shoulder. He turned to look at her, his gaze lingering on her rosy lips. "Sabes, me muero por besarte," he said softly, his voice filled with longing.

Isa blushed deeply, quickly glancing around to make sure no one was watching them. "Kevin, no puedo hacer eso aquí, no en frente de todos," she whispered, her voice tinged with both embarrassment and amusement.

Kevin groaned playfully, clearly frustrated but still enjoying the moment. He leaned in closer and winked at her, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Algún día no te escaparás tan fácil," he teased, giving her shoulder a gentle squeeze before pulling back.
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"Oigan, par de enamorados, les toca," Jorge called out, grinning as he noticed Kevin and Isa lingering together. Both Kevin and Isa blushed at Jorge's comment, quickly stepping apart and heading to the front to take their turn.

Isa passed a long shot to Kevin, and with ease, he scored. They exchanged a high five, their smiles wide. Kevin then passed the ball to Isa, who took her shot and scored as well.

Feeling the heat, Isa rolled up her shorts and lifted her shirt to wipe the sweat from her forehead. Kevin, caught off guard, found himself staring and blushed at the sight. Isa noticed him quickly looking away and smirked. "¿Te gustó lo que viste, Kev?" she teased, her tone light but mischievous.

Instead of denying it, Kevin looked back at her, a small smile playing on his lips. "Mucho," he admitted, his honesty making Isa's cheeks flush a deeper shade of pink.

Kevin wrapped his arms around Isa, pulling her close as they began to sway gently from side to side. His breath was warm against her ear as he leaned in to whisper, "Si supieran todos lo bien que me lo haces sentir cuando estamos solos, no podrían mirar a tus ojos sin pensar en eso."

Isa's breath hitched, her heart skipping a beat. She quickly pulled back slightly, scolding him in a hushed tone. "Kevin, no deberías decir esas cosas en voz alta."

Kevin chuckled, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "¿Por qué no? No me regañes, eso no decías ayer."

Isa's eyes widened as she realized where this was going. "Kevin, no empieces," she warned, her voice a mix of embarrassment and frustration.

But Kevin wasn't about to stop. He leaned in closer, his voice dropping as he quoted her from the night before, his tone playful yet intimate. "Anoche me decías... 'Kevin, no pares, sigue así.' Y luego, 'Kevin, bésame bien.'"

"¡Kevin!" Isa exclaimed, her cheeks burning with embarrassment. She pushed him back slightly, but Kevin just grinned wider.

He continued, now imitating her voice in an exaggerated, teasing manner. "'Kev, no te detengas, no quiero que termine...'"

Isa quickly placed her hand over his mouth, her eyes darting around nervously as someone walked past them. Kevin's eyes twinkled with amusement as he playfully licked her hand, making her pull it back with a gasp.

"Te vendría mejor si me callaras con un beso," Kevin suggested, his tone both flirtatious and challenging.

Isa shook her head, trying to regain some composure. "Kevin, estamos en el campo, hay que concentrarnos," she insisted, though her voice wavered slightly under his intense gaze.

Kevin leaned in closer, his lips hovering near hers. "Concentrarme en ti es lo único que puedo hacer ahora," he murmured, his hand resting lightly on her waist.

Isa bit her lower lip, trying to resist the pull she felt toward him. "Kevin, sabes que no podemos... no aquí," she said, though her voice lacked conviction.

Kevin tilted his head, studying her with a smirk. "¿Y si estuviéramos solos? ¿Qué harías, Isa?" he whispered, his lips barely grazing her ear.

Isa's breath caught again, and she found herself leaning into him, almost instinctively. "Kevin... no podemos..." she whispered back, though the words were losing their strength.

Kevin's hand gently cupped her chin, tilting her face up to meet his gaze. "No podemos... o no quieres?" he asked softly, his eyes searching hers for the truth.

Isa looked at him, her heart racing as the tension between them grew. She finally sighed, giving him a small smile. "Sabes que siempre quiero, Kevin. Pero hay un tiempo y un lugar para todo."

Kevin's eyes softened at her words, and he nodded slightly, understanding her hesitation. "Lo sé, Isa. Pero a veces me cuesta esperar cuando estoy contigo."

Isa smiled, a mixture of affection and exasperation on her face. "Tendrás que esperar un poco más, Kev. Pero te prometo que valdrá la pena."

Kevin grinned, pressing a quick kiss to her forehead before pulling back, his arm still around her waist. "Te tomaré la palabra, mi amor."

Isa laughed softly, shaking her head as they continued to sway slightly, the playful banter between them easing the tension. "Eres imposible, ¿lo sabías?"

"Imposible por ti," Kevin replied smoothly, giving her a wink.

They stayed like that for a moment longer before Isa gently pulled away. "Vamos, que nos están esperando," she said, nodding toward their teammates.

Kevin sighed, letting her go reluctantly. "Sí, sí, vamos," he agreed, though the smile on his face said he was already planning their next private moment together.

As they walked back to rejoin the group, Isa couldn't help but smile to herself, feeling a mix of emotions—flustered, amused, and undeniably drawn to Kevin. It was always like this with him, a constant push and pull, but one she couldn't resist.

And neither could he.

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