Siempre te voy a querer

Chapter 100

The team continued to sing along to the songs blasting from the speaker, the energy in the locker room electric. Without warning, Henry grabbed a champagne bottle and popped it open with a loud pop. Laughing mischievously, he began to spin around, waving the bottle over his head, spraying champagne everywhere.

"¡No mames, Henry!" Jorge exclaimed, holding his arms out to shield himself as his clothes got soaked. "¡Ya me mojaste todo!"

Henry chuckled, not at all apologetic. "El que se lleva, se aguanta," he replied, grinning widely.

Jorge, dripping with champagne, looked around and spotted Isa, who, much to his irritation, had somehow managed to stay completely dry amid the chaos. A mischievous glint appeared in his eyes as he walked over to her.

"¿Notas algo similar entre nosotros?" he asked, raising an eyebrow with a sly grin.

Isa furrowed her brows in confusion and shook her head. Before she could react, Jorge swooped in and hugged her tightly, pressing his wet clothes against her. "¡Jorge!" Isa shouted in surprise as the cold champagne soaked through her jersey and jeans.

Jorge finally let her go once he was satisfied that she was equally wet. He chuckled as he stepped back, taking in her now-soaked appearance.

Isa looked down at her drenched clothes, shaking her head with a playful glare. "Ya verás, Jorge. Esto no se va a quedar así," she warned, a mischievous smile playing on her lips as she plotted her revenge.

Jorge chuckled at her words, knowing full well he might have just set himself up for whatever payback Isa was planning. "Bueno, ya veremos," he said with a smirk, amused by her determination.

Diego walked up to Isa and Jorge, immediately noticing Isa's drenched clothes. "¿Qué pasó, Isa? ¿Te mojaste?" he teased, already knowing the answer but enjoying the opportunity to rile her up.

Isa rolled her eyes, muttering, "Lo que se ve no se pregunta, Diego."

Diego grinned, clearly enjoying her frustration. "Ah, sí, pero es que pensé que estabas sudando de tanto correr para evitar que te mojaran," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

Jorge just stood there, laughing at the banter between Isa and Diego.

Diego then turned his attention to Jorge. "¿Y tú, Jorge? ¿Qué hiciste para mojarla? ¿Le diste un abrazo, o solo querías hacerla sentir parte del grupo?" he said, giving Jorge a playful nudge.

Jorge smirked, ready to defend himself. "¡Oye, Diego! No seas así. Fue solo un acto de justicia, no quería que Isa se sintiera excluida."

Isa jumped in, backing up Diego. "Claro, Jorge, seguro que fue pura justicia. Ya no sabías cómo mojarme, así que aprovechaste la oportunidad," she teased, grinning at him.

Jorge tried to come up with a clever comeback but eventually gave up, realizing he was outnumbered. "Son unos pesados, ¿lo saben?" he said, shaking his head in mock exasperation.

Isa and Diego exchanged a look and laughed. "Nosotros también te queremos mucho, Sánchez," Isa said, patting his shoulder affectionately. Jorge just rolled his eyes, accepting the playful defeat.

Isa then walked over to where Luis and Kevin were standing, both chuckling as they noticed her soaked clothes. Luis immediately jumped in with the teasing. "¡Mira nomás! Isa, pareciera que te metiste a nadar con todo y ropa," he laughed.

Isa rolled her eyes playfully, sitting down next to Kevin, who smiled widely at her.

Luis wasn't done. He noticed how Kevin was fidgeting, clearly a little nervous with Isa so close. "¡Mira, Kevin, cómo te pones cuando Isa está cerca! Ambos están coloraditos, ¿será el amor en el aire?" he teased, his grin growing wider.