Cuando Ángel Vancouver apareció en mi vida, fue un rotundo terremoto de emociones que arrasó con gran parte de mi cerebro.
No recuerdo si fueron esos ojos verdes acuosos, o aquellas pestañas rizadas; incluso no recuerdo si fue aquella voz cargada de...
"Do you think that you like? You know ... " question Gwren while wrapping a box with Olivia. I look them, funny, while both attending several Elena's gifts that Gwren has bought.
"I'm sure that if you do not like having ten gifts that yes you will like " I comment and return to my phone. Mr. Straling and Mr. Beltran still sending e - mails on the progress of the construction site. She breathes a sigh in frustration.
" Sorry, I just ... I'm nervous " says Gwren " I just do not know how they will react, a few hours ago Vince sent me a message that ..."
I ward off the gaze instinctively phone and looked dumbfounded.
" Vince? " I leave the phone on the desk and I stand up. Gwren looks lovely sitting on the couch with a pink shorts and a long-sleeved shirt with a scarf around his neck. Olivia and she exchanged glances accomplices.
Gwren stands, even with a tiny little box in his hands. I look at her, suspicious; however, it is limited to go to the dining room and collect more paper gift table and meet with Olivia.
Both are adorable in weekend clothes and apparently both have agreed. While Gwren looks cute furry shorts, Olivia wears a leotards striped with a black skirt and knit top.
I look at Olivia, trying to get answers. She shrugs and looks at Gwren. She, meanwhile, continues wrapping gifts without paying attention.
" Gwren? Olivia? " I wonder inquisitor. Both they turn to look and then look away at me. I see Olivia's gray eyes, she blushes remarkably . " Is there anything you want to tell me?"
" Olivia! " Gwren sights on reprimand and do not blame her, I know little bumps Olivia discretion "under pressure" which refers to ask once to know. I would not be surprised that if he had asked long ago on Gwren Olivia had answered me in a jiffy.
"Sorry, Sorry! I could not avoid it!" Funny smile, meanwhile, puts my muse eyes. I look at the blonde and blushing purse my brow, inquisitor. Olivia is usually an open book in terms of information. " I swear I do not know more Angel " flicker, Olivia blushes . "Do not look at me like that!"
" Oh, shut Anker" the brunette let out a sharp breath and index finger tells me that brings me to it. These last days together have been fantastic because we have not only spent more time close to each other but we have learned to read us ourselves. At least I tried to.
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