Chapter 11

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Yesterday we were at a wedding! First cousin of my mom married and was a great party! With Salvator, as always, we danced and laughed a lot.When The DJ played slow songs, all adults got to dance, and with Salvator then sit back and watch them.We were telling that story and the interesting things from the wedding to Amelia, Rali and Marian when Bart came up with a boy. This boy looks familiar to me.. they get nearer to us, which gives me the oportunity to see him better. I realize that this is Gabriel, with who were together in preschool. Here I only know him. But Bart does not know that. And surprised when he sees that I know him. I explain how I know him and Gabi acquainted with others. Amelia looks at him quite strange .. I will kill her! SHe is up to something in her small little head. Gabi is a beautiful boy with shaggy, curly, brown hair and dark eyes, slender body, like Bart. But he is not training any sport.
Mom calls me to go home to help her with the housework.
-Do you want to come with you? -asks me Bart concern.
-No, No sense, yet is light, and I'm nearby.
-Okay.-he is hugging me. Again I feel that sense of warmth and comfort in his arms.I pull him back slightly, but he still keeps me and not let me. Our faces are facing each other and he tries to look deep into my eyes. Those eyes burn me. How much of concern he has while looking at me. This time I I kept looking in his eyes and he comes to me .. I also, quite unconsciously, instinctively, naturally. At the moment our lips slightly, curious and inquiring touch, I know this is a feeling that I will remember for life. Simultaneously we close our eyes and get nearer to each other. This is just our time. It's like time stops. When the kiss for goodbye ends and moved slightly away from each other, we look at each other, smiled slightly and once again embrace. But this time tighter. Because we realized that this thing between us will last for a long time. And it will be burning and hot as hell.

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