Siempre te voy a querer

Chapter 90

As they walked toward the parking lot, Kevin placed a gentle hand on Isa's back, guiding her to the car. He opened the door for her, and Isa smiled up at him. "Gracias, caballero," she said with a chuckle.

"De nada, bella dama," Kevin replied, winking at her before walking around to get into the driver's seat. He started the car and began the drive to his house. Glancing over at Isa, he couldn't help but tease her. "Sigues toda roja, ¿te gustó tanto el besito?"

Isa quickly put her hands up to cover her face, embarrassed but smiling beneath her palms. "Cállate, Kevin. Tú no puedes decir nada con cómo te pusiste antes."

Kevin laughed at her quick comeback. "Nomás tú tienes ese efecto en mí, mi vida," he said, reaching over to hold her hand. He brought it to his lips, placing a tender kiss on it.

Isa blushed even more, her heart fluttering at his words. "Ay, que lindo," she teased, squeezing his hand. "Pero cuidado, no quiero que choques por andar viéndome."

"Tranquila, yo puedo hacer ambas cosas. Manejar y admirar lo hermosa que te ves," Kevin replied smoothly, his tone light but sincere.

Isa rolled her eyes, though she couldn't hide her smile. "Siempre tan galán," she muttered, leaning back in her seat but still holding his hand.

The rest of the drive was filled with lighthearted banter and teasing, both of them occasionally stealing glances at each other. The chemistry between them was palpable, the ease of their conversation making the ride home feel shorter than usual.

Isa rolled her eyes, though her cheeks flushed even more. "Ya, Kevin, deja de molestarme," she said, trying to sound annoyed but failing miserably.

"¿Molestarte? ¡Para nada! Sólo estoy diciendo la verdad," Kevin replied, laughing softly. He reached over and gently pinched her cheek, causing Isa to swat his hand away playfully.

Isa smirked and shot back, "Lo dices como si tú no te pusieras rojo también. Creo que yo también tengo un poco de poder sobre ti, ¿no?"

Kevin chuckled, shaking his head as he squeezed her hand. "Nomás tú tienes ese poder sobre mí, Isa," he admitted, lifting her hand to his lips once more, pressing a kiss on her knuckles. "¿Quién lo diría que una chica como tú podría hacerme sentir así?"

Isa blushed even deeper, feeling the warmth of his hand in hers. "Eres un tonto," she said, smiling as she looked out the window, trying to hide her flustered expression.

They arrived at Kevin's house, and as soon as Kevin parked the car, he turned off the engine and looked at Isa with a mischievous grin. "Vamos, todavía no termino contigo."

Before Isa could respond, Kevin swiftly got out of the car, ran to her side, and opened the door. He pulled her out, and without warning, picked her up and threw her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

"¡Kevin!" Isa shrieked, laughing as she pounded on his back with her fists, though not hard enough to make him stop.

Kevin chuckled, ignoring her protests as he carried her into the house. "Lo siento, pero tú empezaste esto, y ahora te toca aguantar."

He walked straight to the living room and unceremoniously tossed her onto the couch. Isa barely had time to catch her breath before Kevin was on top of her, pinning her down with his weight. He attacked her neck with a flurry of kisses, making her laugh uncontrollably as she squirmed beneath him.

"¡Kevin, para! ¡Me haces cosquillas!" Isa giggled, trying to push him away, but Kevin was too strong. He grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head, grinning down at her.

"¿Ah, sí? ¿Y qué vas a hacer al respecto?" he teased, leaning in as if to kiss her again.

But Isa, quick on her feet, turned her face to the side at the last second, avoiding his lips. "Nada de besos para ti," she teased back, sticking her tongue out playfully.