chapter 15

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Martina

*I was driving home when a car honked near mine. I looked at the left side, seeing Jorge in his car, catching up on me. I drove to the nearest parking lot and he stopped next to my car. We both got out, I could see his angry face. What happened?*

M: What happened?

J: You tell ME what happened!

*His voice was furious, he had fire flames in his eyes that made me feel like a small ant against him, a big lion.*

M: Wh... what should I tell?

J: Well, I don't know... mabye that... YOU WERE ON A DATE

*He said quite too loudly.*

M: Quiet down!

J: Clarify me this: I am walking around the streets and suddenly see MY girl with a guy from the coffee shop!

M: Since when am I your girl?

J: We've been out several times, I called you today to ask you out again but you didn't answer. Let me guess why

M: I will explain why if you stop shouting

*Without talking for once, he came closer to me. So slose that I could feel his breath on my skin.*

M: I am sorry. I apologise if I have hurt your feelings.

*He let out a sigh with a mix of laughter and came even closer to me.*

J: Sweetheart. My feelings don't hurt. They never do. My issue is that I don't seem enough for you

M: No, that is not what I meant. I wanted to...

*I couldn't say more. How can I keep my private life and Jorge apart? There is no way. Without saying a word, I wrapped my arms around his back and hugged him. I could feel his heart beating fast from anger. After I pulled away, I looked into his eyes. His green eyes were hardly seen through the dark, yet still they had something special. Jorge placed his cold hand on my cheek, the other one freezed the back of my neck.*

J: What do you think I need to do to make sure you won't do it again?

M: I... I won't do the same mistake again. Don't do anything to me

*I was afraid. Except the grin on his face, he was emotionless. He could do anything to me right now. From all the choices Jorge had, he decided to press his lips on mine. We were moving but the world around has stopped. Though he always seemed cold and heartless, the kiss was with passion, warmth. For a while, he was not the bad guy.*

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