Seasons of Love || Richard Camacho

39

May 13th

A FUCKING WAVE. HOW? WHY? WHY NOW? THIS SHIT DOES NOT HAPPEN IN REAL LIFE. I start coughing, Richard's head is next to mine, laughing. This is not funny at all. How could he find this funny? 'That was a movie moment right there.' He get's up and helps me up as well. 'Worst movie ever.' I mutter under my breath. 'Nah, it's a great movie.' He pulls me closer by my hand and then everything goes incredibly fast. His left hand rests on my right hip, his right hand rests in my neck and his lips are on mine. His perfect plump lips are on mine. And the butterflies in my stomach go wild. It's just a simple kiss, but when he leans back and we look into each other's eyes, it feels like it was much more than just a simple kiss.

The rest of the afternoon is filled with laughter, fooling around, swimming, relaxing and playful kisses. Richard has thrown me in the water for the umpteenth time and I splash water in his face. He turns around to make sure the water can't reach his face again. For me it's the perfect opportunity to jump on his back, letting my arms dangle over his shoulders and my legs are wrapped around him. He holds the back of my legs and I kiss him on his cheek. This couple shit is amazing. I can do what I want, no need to stay professional. 'I can't believe how different you're behaving now.' 'What do you mean?' 'Clingy, I have caught you giggling a few times, you are laughing almost non-stop. And you don't mind me kissing you, which I think is quite nice as well.' I laugh and climb around him so I can see his face. 'I might have surrendered to my feelings.' He smiles and gives me a kiss on my nose. I give him a kiss on his lips. 'What was the no kissing thing about anyways?' He studies my face, probably looking for a sign if this is an okay question to ask. 'Have you seen the movie Pretty Woman?' He nods. 'When I started sleeping around and everything, I saw that movie and made a promise to myself. I would only kiss guys on the mouth if I was sure about my feelings for him. And I have never broken that promise.' All of a sudden he looks incredibly serious. 'So you're really sure about your feelings for me now?' I feel my cheeks burn and I nod. He smiles and kisses me. This kiss is different. It seems to seal the deal for real. He sucks on my bottom lip for a second and then I feel his tongue against my lips. I open my mouth a bit and our tongues find each other. My arms wrap around his neck a bit tighter and his hands on my back try to get our bodies closer to each other. Jodi was right, kissing just happens. I just did what felt right and I hope it wasn't awful. Is it awkward to ask him? I might ask him next time. The kiss ends a few minutes later with short pecks. Fucking hell, kissing is great.

My stomach is stuffed with pizza and life is good. We are waiting for dessert when a girl walks up to us. 'Sorry for bothering. I was wondering if I could take a photo with you.' Richard nods and I offer to take the photo. 'Are you two on a date?' She asks shyly. I am about to tell her that we are just friends. That we're just friends having dinner. But Richard nods. He fucking nods. 'We are. But please don't put it on social media yet. We want to take things slow and social media will only make things go fast. We're not an official couple or anything.' He smiles at her, she smiles back, my heart breaks a little. I want to yell at him. Taking things slow? Well you invited me to fucking Miami and you kissed me. You kissed me several times. When I fucking kiss people on the lips, I am not really taking things slow. 'I promise. You two look cute together.' And she's gone. Richard is still smiling, but his smile drops when he looks at me. 'That was a lie, you know that right. I just want to tell everyone myself. And we should probably inform our friends first.' I nod, trying to convince myself that he is being honest with me. He grabs my hand and squeezes it softly. 'I am telling the truth, I promise.' I nod again and thank fuck for the waitress who brings our desserts. When Richard feeds me some of his ice cream and asks me to feed him as well, I can't help but smile. Maybe I should just believe him and not be a dramatic bitch. 

Someone nudges me and I am about to punch the person in the face. Let. Me. Sleep. I decided to take a nap when we came home from having dinner and I don't want my nap to be over yet. Then I feel a pair of lips on mine for a few seconds and I can't help but smile. I open my eyes and stretch my body. 'Hi.' 'Hola hermosa. Nice nap?' I nod and I try to pull him into bed. I want cuddles. 'Later, I promise. Get up, I want you to meet someone.' Without giving me more information, he leaves the room. I get dressed and try my best to look decent. Trying to hide the fact that I am nervous as hell, I enter the living room.