It maybe 1990, But the bar you run Parties like its 1920 at age twenty-one. All the wild nights with the biggest of the baddest come to the bar, But what happens when A Gorgeous Red lipped Cuban from your past comes to interrupt your present? Will...
Karla stands there lightly giggling at me as I recall the memory taking another puff of my cigarette
Damn, She was all that back and then some.
"We were so young not to mention dumb" I stated as she shrugged
"I don't know about dumb, I think that was mostly you" she says arching her eyebrow making me roll my eyes
"I don't know about dumb, I think that was mostly you" She says arching her eyebrow making me roll my eyes
"You know I didn't always do dumb shit right?" I swear making her smack my shoulder harshly looking back at Santiago who was sound asleep
"And by you mean not always, Don't you wanna take that back because I wouldn't call cursing in front of a child smart" She says shaking her head at me in disapproval causing me to sigh and look at the clock on the wall
"I'm sorry Karla" I said before she smacked me again but this time with more force
"What the f-I mean hell" I said rubbing the same spot on my arm gasping in slight pain at the petite woman
"Your gonna stop calling me that, I was Karla in Cuba we are in Miami" She says crossing her arms displaying her defensive stance before me but at the same time she bats a sad eyelash at me
I honestly don't have a clue if she's changed since then and that's just the thing, I mean I get that motherhood tends to change a woman but that doesn't mean it can be a full on good thing not necessarily a bad thing either. I just wanna keep a neutral distance between the both of us and it's gonna be kind of weird considering Santiago just might be my son so I don't know if we are even going to be able to stay away from each other not to mention she works for me on top of that so..hell
I guess I can call her Camila, You know for a bit..
"Anybody home?" She asks knocking her fist on the top of my forehead as I snap out of my thoughts
"Yeah, yeah Camila I'm sorry I just got lost in my thoughts" I say abruptly giving me a small grin after saying her name for once
"I think it's time for me to go, I'll see you at work" I say putting my cigarette out throwing it out the window before closing it and eventually walking casually out of the room but just right before I left
Camila grabbed my wrist.
I slowly turned my head to see Camila looking over at her sleeping son then back at me with her deep doe eyed orbs while I flash nothing in mine but empathy back at her.
"S-Sorry impulse" She stuttered nervously in response while she slowly let go of me before I blinked suddenly shaking my head a bit before I rushed out the door finally making it outside of the hotel room slamming my back up against it holding my hand over my chest feeling my heart pound up against my palm
She hasn't made me do that since..
*Back in the day Date number 10*
"Hey don't hog all the pepperoni!" I exclaim smacking Camila's hand as she attempted to grab the next big slice of pizza as we sat from across each other inside the small diner just stuffing our faces with junk and milkshakes
"You snooze you lose Y/n" She giggles taking the pizza anyway holding it above her mouth shoving it slowly into her mouth as I shook my head
She's lucky I like a woman who can eat.
"Your too much" I say sipping my chocolate shake as she just chewed placing her hands on her face and stared at me her eyes wandering at all of my features while I sipped my sweet beverage distracting her as I let my fingertips tip toe to meet hers making her small grin become wider
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"You know if you wanna hold my hand.." She says before full on grabbing my hand entwining our fingers together before lifting them for me to see without looking down
"Asking never hurt anyone" she says leaning in whispering our faces inches from one another, I am telling you this girl is a pure mystery that scares the hell out of me even though we are not official I think I am cool with that because I just don't wanna hop right into the romance of a relationship like a romance novel because this is real life and that's what people fail to realize these days
Love is not exactly a fairy tale come true.
"Well in that case, I think you should keep your hands on me" I say causing her grin to turn into a bashful smile as I squeezed her hand tight as if she were mine before I knew it I was leaning in and right before she wanted to meet me halfway
"Karla?! Where the hell have you been?!" I heard a harsh masculine voice ring out causing Camila yank her head out of my grasp as she looked up
"Oh H-Hey Papi, I was just out with a friend" She stutters gesturing towards me causing my racing pulse to beat throughout the restaurant..
No matter how long you've known each other, You still cannot just be considered friends with someone your madly in love with and that is something that is never to be hidden...
