Undisclosed- Carlos Sainz Jr.

Chapter 3

Warning: HIGH sexual content. This pic of Carlos represents how hot this is.

She ran through the corridors of the university, although she was sure she was already late. Those late nights... she sighed, reminiscing memories of the night before and wishing they had not finished yet. Finally, she found the class where the lecture was taking place and she opened the door slowly so she would not make that much noise. No one paid attention to her as she walked up the stairs to the last row of seats. No one but him. He was wearing some blue chinos and the same white shirt of Friday night but, he had changed blazer for a jumper. He smiled when she sat down and she looked down to her bag, avoiding his gaze.

"So, this author followed the Platonic school of thought but with other influences" he continued explaining while she tied her ginger curls back in a bun. And memories of Friday night kept coming back to her.

Carlos, as he had asked her to call him, rested his hand on her lower back as they walked into the fancy restaurant at the top of an old builing in the centre of Madrid. It was a very intimate space, the dim illumination created a cozy atmosphere and there were only a few tables were busy. She was starting to regret coming with him, but the way he looked in his suit was worth it. A waiter led them to a table next to a window and she looked in awe through it. The city came alive at night. The lights of the cars illuminated the Spanish night and she looked back at him.

"Do you like the view?" he asked. When his skin touched hers, she immediately had goosebumps.

"Nothing less than what I expected, although this place is too fancy for me" she answered in a soft voice, trying to control the party of hormones going on inside her. His presence made her heart beat faster.

"Well, I wanted to show this little American girl that Spain is more than Sun and party" he looked at her, examining every inch of me. She blushed, and nervously bit her lip. The waiter came back with a bottle of wine and poured it into the two glass in front of them. "I hope you don't mind don't letting you choose what to have for dinner, I always have the same when I come here"

"Don't worry, I blindly trust you. I like surprises" Although I would rather have you for dinner, she thought.

She bit her lip, remembering that exact moment. Professor Sainz caught me and lost focus for a moment. It was less than a second and no one realized but Leah. He shook his head and continued, pretending that nothing had happened.

"Any questions so far?" he asked and a few hands rose. He sighed in relief and began answering them. In the middle of one of the explanations, he saw Leah licking her lips, still thinking about what had occurreda few nights before.

Dinner carried on in what it seemed a normal way. A couple, he a few years older than she, was enjoying a night out in a place to retreat from the hustle and bustle of the city. However, they both knew that what was happening was far from usual. However, there was something pulling them together, as if they were iron and magnet. He soon realized that he was right and she had no idea about political philosophy, but the fact that she had only came to the conference to see him. When he paid the bill, she stood up, giggling softly.

"i think I should get home now" she said grinning due to the wine and the whisky she had drunk with the dessert.

"But you can't go alone, you're drunk" he answered, grabbing her hand to lead her to the lift. He was getting very turned on with the short dress she was wearing.

"I'll take a taxi" she walked out of the lift and exited the building to stop one, but he stopped her.

"Let me take you home" he whispered in her hear and she shivered at his husky voice. His eyes were fixated on hers and without hesitation she nodded. She wanted to be with him. He smiled to himself and put his arm around her waist and walked to his car. The silver Bentley shone under the stars and he opened the door for her. Once he had fastened his seatbelt, he turned off the ignition and started driving without asking her the adress. She was confused.