Love In Between
Chapter 67

A few days later: 21 January

I had heard it said that living together used to ruin relationships. I had read in some blogs that once you live with your partner; the routine starts to take them over, but I don’t think that’s really the case. Since Gael and I have been living together, he has not allowed any day to be the same as the other, on the contrary, every day together has been an adventure.

I’m sitting here behind my desk trying to concentrate on my work, but it’s impossible. I can’t stop thinking about the details I’ve learned about him during this time. I like his quirks too much. I love the way he hugs his pillow, but then in the middle of the night he throws it on the floor and hugs me. I love that even though it’s winter outside, he makes me die of heat with the body heat he gives off. She is my own heater on cold nights, but I don’t want to imagine what it will be like in summer.

I think of her little face when she’s enraptured by a TV series and inevitably grinned like a fool. If it wasn’t for the hours she spends in the gym I dare say she’d put on weight quickly as her obsession with popcorn and liquorice is quite worrying.

-What is my pampered publicist thinking about,” his voice interrupts me and as I look towards the door he is standing under the frame with his arms folded and grinning from ear to ear.

-What are you doing here love,” I ask as I get up from my chair and walk towards him.

He looks so handsome… That black jacket with the matching tight trousers completely does justice to my boyfriend’s gorgeous body. I stop right in front of him and drape my arms over his shoulders. He wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me close to him, “I came because I have an invitation. – He says in a mysterious way and makes us finish entering my office so he can close the door behind us.

-An invitation? I ask hesitantly.

He keeps making us walk through my office until my h**s bump against my desk and I practically sit on him. -Yes, an invitation to Malaga… is that you’ll see, beautiful… Do you remember Lucca?” he asks me and I nod immediately.

-Of course I remember him. – I say bluntly.

-As you know he is a good friend of mine and his birthday is on Friday. His sister Deborah has planned a surprise party and she clearly expects me to attend, will you come with me? – he asks taking me by surprise.

It really catches my attention that he’s willing to introduce me to his friends… although, maybe I’m jumping the gun and he just wants me to come along, but without saying we’re together.

-With you I go wherever you want, but as friends? As boyfriends or what? – I ask a bit confused.

-As my girlfriend, of course. – He answers as if it’s the most obvious thing on the planet and laughs.

-Don’t laugh,” I scold him and punch him in the arm.

-He says and tries to stop laughing, “I just can’t believe you asked me that, do you really think I would invite you to a party to pretend to be a friend,” he asks and I can only shrug my shoulders.

-I don’t know… you’re not a normal man,” I try to explain but he looks at me surprised.

-What do you mean I’m not a normal man? As far as I know my identity card states that I’m a man, I do the things a man does, and well… at the moment my masculinity has been hurt,” he says and now I’m the one who laughs.

-I don’t mean that! I mean you know… you are who you are… going to a party with you isn’t like we’re going to go unnoticed. We’re supposed to be kind of a secret, what if someone publishes something,” I ask hesitantly and he denies.

-Honey, everyone who’s going is my real friends. None of them would do anything like that to me, believe me,” he says and erases my doubts with a tender and passionate k**s.

-All right, we’ll go,” I say against his lips and he smiles triumphantly.

-Great,” he exclaims like a little boy and k****s me again. His lips stop. “So am I a normal man, then?” he asks, making me laugh.

-You are, well, a little better than normal,” I say mischievously.

-A little better?” he asks and looks at me doubtfully.

-Love…” I scold him.

-Love nothing… If I make love to you here, do I go up a category? – He asks me and I can only laugh.

-You’re tremendous,” I comment.

-Tell me. – He insists.

-That would be super… Have you locked the door?” I ask him quietly and he nods, still looking at me mischievously.

-It’s the first thing I’ve ever done,” he confesses, and his mouth shuts mine up, wanting everything.