It turns out the bell hop was very persuasive, because I couldn't stop thinking about the kiss I let him have last night when he offered to walk me back from the hotel.
I couldn't even concentrate on this bus tour I had been taking because every time I saw green graffiti on the building I remembered his dark green eyes and the taste of Mojito on our lips.
My tour was finally over and I hoped as I headed up the steps of my hotel building I would bump into Nicolás.
Boy oh boy, I was love struck.
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Cuba Stole My Heart
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