We Belong Together

(VI.) Mistake

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Me
Sorry... I can explain everything :)

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I respond quickly and then I drive on.

When I return home, I decide to clean the apartment. I hoover and wipe dust, make the bed, fold down clothes, clean bathroom and kitchen. When everything is clean, I look at the phone, where two messages are waiting on me. The first one is from Andreas - he says that he will come at half past eight (which is in 20 minutes) and the second one is from Jorge.

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Jorge
It's okay. You'll explain once when you have time.
So, this big fan of mine is your boyfriend? Does this meant that you have clear your misunderstandings or have you decided to remain just friends?

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Why does he care about my relationship with Andres? Does he reconcile with... Laura?
I quickly answer him.

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Me
Yeah - my boyfriend Andres
We are fine now. Don't worry about it. And you? You're back together with Laura, right?

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I don't wait for him to answer. I am pretty sure what the answer will be. They are back together.
I set my phone to silent and put it on the shelf in the living room. I take a shower and wear a short, light dress. I just brush my hair and make a ponytail, when I hear knocking at the door. I walk across the living room and open it. There I see smiling Andres, with a bag in his hand. "Hi, I brought us Chinese," he said, kissing me and entering. "Oh, great. I am really hungry. Put it on the table. What will you drink?"
"I bring your favorite red wine," he said and handed me the bottle.
Chinese and red wine. Nice surprise. Does he think this seriously or he is having something up the sleeve?
"Oh, thank you. With what did I earned it?" I ask. "I was thinking a bit. I was a jerk, so I would like to repay," he said and stepped closer to me. "You look beautiful," he compliments me and caresses me up to my thigh, so he lifts the dress. "T-thanks," I stutter and awkwardly smile at him. He leans to me and kisses me. I return him the kiss with difficulty and when he almost starts to undress me, I stop him: "The food is cooling down. Let's eat first."
"You're right. Tell me, how is at work?" he asks, when we sit at the table.
Wow, he's asking me about the job?
"Great. Other teachers are very friendly and pupils are wonderful. They accepted me very nicely," I tell him, when he smiles: "It's nice to hear that you're satisfied."
When we ate it, we open the bottle and sit on the couch. I see that he's a little nervous in the last few minutes. "Are you okay? It's something bothering you?" I ask, when he pulls out a small box of his jeans pocket.
"Cristina, we've been together for four years and I love you very much. Would you marry me?"
For a moment, I'm left with no words. I am staring at him and I am surprised with his words. A few hours ago, he was totally cold, unserious, and I was very close to end this relationship. I can hardly understand how at once such a reversal.

"I-I-I-I... I didn't expected that, Andres," I confess and stand up. "If you're not sure, you don't need to answer me now. I can wait," he is getting up now. I put down a glass and walk down to the window. "I don't know... I have some questions," I say quietly. "Then ask."
"A few hours ago you were totally uninterested in our love life. So, if we marry, will we still live in each apartment? And will we still be seeing only one week in a month? And..." I shut up. I don't know what else to ask. It surprised me so much. I turn around and look at him when he smiles: "I asked for a permanent job in the agency. I won't be travelling anymore. Maybe only for a day or two. So far it is looking good. I will sell the apartment and you can sell it your own, and then we can buy one, the bigger one. We can also buy a house if you want," he said taking my hand. "I don't understand. A few hours ago you said differently."
He nods: "I know, but I've been thinking a lot. I know I am an ass and that I often behave badly toward you. I will improve, because I don't want to lose you. You are the love of my life and it's time for us to settle down."
He was thinking about two hours and decided on such a big step. It is a bit strange to me. Then I think of Jorge. He's attracting me immensely, but I know that our love is forbidden, so I don't even know why I think about it so much. I have known Andres for a very long time and we have already had many ups and downs. I love him and I see that he is working so hard for our best.
"Fine, let's get married," I say and with this sudden response I surprise even myself. "My sweetheart, you won't regret it," he said and kissed me. He puts a simple, shiny ring on my finger, then he raises me and spins me around. I laugh: "You're crazy."
"Yes, I am. To you. I love you so much," he said, putting me down on the floor and kissing me again. This time, I completely let myself. He puts my dress off, and I put off his shirt when we move to the bedroom, where we indulge to the passion.