The Hookup

Chapter Thirty Three

Thanks so much for 1K. I started to fangirl outside my school and everyone was looking at me crazy. Thank you so very very much.

I sat on our bed, rethinking everything. I do want to marry Alex, but its bad because I still have hidden feelings for Carlos. Somewhere deep inside me wishes we were still together. And I know its bad. I let a deep sigh, running my fingers through my hair. My phone started to sing, ' I always feel like... somebody's watching me'. I had that ringtone for numbers that I don't know.

"Hello?" I answered. I heard beeping and distant voices.

"Hey." A weak voice sounded. "Hey Carlos. Where are you? I hear voices."

He sighed,"I'm with my cousin, Romeo, and his girl, Maria." I sighed, shaking my head.

"What'd you call for?" He jumbled around.

"I want to be with you. Alex clearly doesn't deserve to have you." I scoffed.

"He's a work in progress, but he's more worthy than you you'll be. Plus you left me." I rolled my eyes.

"I left because my family couldn't afford the college anymore, so moved."

I scoffed once more. "New York?" He sighed.

"They have good jobs." I shook my head in disbelief.

"You left. You didn't say why. And you you have a daughter!"

He groaned. "Listen. I love you and I want to start again. The girl is mine, her name is Jessica."

I shook my head. "No, Carlos. You can't do that." I hung up. I returned to my husband to be, seeing him teach Este.

I gave up that drive to learn Spanish.

He looked up at me, eyes glimmering, lips parted. I unconsciously walked to him, kissing his lips.

"Hey." I waved in response. "Stand up." He stood up without hesitation. "Now kiss me." His lips captured mine, engulfing them in warmth and love.

I pulled away,"Sé que nunca te dejaré." He smirked.

"Lo sé." I smiled.

"You know that's Mexican spanish?" I shook my head.

"Don't worry 'bout it." I laid my head against his chest. "Te amo mucho." I breathed. He repeated. I stood up straight, playing with our son.

I looked at my son, him talking in english and spanish.

"Papá quiero hasta." Alex picked him up.

"¿Quieres que te tengo por un tiempo?"

I watched Este nod. I cannot believe my baby boy is growing. A sad smile came across my face.

"Whats wrong?" I hadn't noticed that tears were running down my face.

"He's growing up." I let out a sad smile. Alex smiled, kissing my lips, softly.

"I love you." He whispered on my mouth. "Wuv you." Este smiled.

"I love you both." Estevier rubbed his green eyes.

"Papá tengo sueño." Alex sighed,

"Alright." He took him to his room, setting him in his crib. He closed the door, walking towards. Alex looked a little to sexy walking down the hall.

"Está durmiendo el bebé."

I nodded. He wrapped his arms around my thighs, lifting me on his waist. I giggled. He smiled into a kiss. My arms were set on his chest, fingers drumming against his chest. We fell, my back hitting the couch. He let a chuckle followed by my giggle. He kissed me once more. He turned us around. "You having fun?" I asked sarcastically. He laughed, nodding. His hands rubbed my sides. We laid like that, reminiscing on everything that has happened after the hookup.