Love In Between
Chapter 70

We decided not to say anything about our engagement today because we know that if we opened our mouths at that moment, they would not let us out of the house. -They won’t forgive me. – He laughs as we go into his flat to change for the party.

-We’ll tell them tomorrow with more calm. – I assure him as I place my hands on top of his at the level of my abdomen.

-Of course we will, besides we have to plan the wedding, you have to look for your dress, in short, we have a lot of things to do,” he says with that eagerness that always characterises him.

-Okay, let’s go slowly, I’m getting dizzy with all this,” I joke, “we’d better go and take a shower and then change and go to the party that has brought us here. – I propose and even though I can’t see his face, I know he’s smiling in that mischievous way he has.

He k****s my neck, “Let’s take a shower…” He agrees, but I know his intentions go a little further, and who do I want to lie to? I love it…

-Can I help you with the zip,” he asks in my ear when he hasn’t even put on his shirt yet.

-If you like…” That’s all I manage to answer him, and it’s the simple fact of feeling him slowly zipping up my red dress that makes all my skin crawl again. It’s crazy what happens to me with him; it doesn’t matter if we’ve just made love like we did in that shower, or if I’m still in bed with him…. he always has this effect on me. He’s able to alter all my senses at every moment and this level of connection; I’ve never felt it with anyone before.

-I’ll be the envy of everyone at the party. – He whispers in my ear as he finishes zipping up – you look ravishing and you definitely look great in red. – He goes on to say so that my will disappears making me want to stay here in his flat with him loving us until dawn.

-If you keep talking to me like that, we won’t be going to any parties…” I g***n and he laughs.

-I’d love to, but I’ve promised to be there… so I’d better finish changing and we’ll go, future wife. – He proposes and it’s hearing him call me that that makes me realise how much we’re achieving together.

That man and that woman who met one day by chance in a bar full of pain have come to make that dangerous game they had started together win them. We lost as in war and here we are more in love than ever going to a party for the first time as sweethearts and without hiding from anyone.

I’m not going to deny it, walking hand in hand with him into this bar makes me very nervous. -Everyone is looking at us. – I comment more nervous than when I had to give my first presentation at university.

I look at him, he smiles at me, and for some reason his smile has the power to calm me down or at least to make me forget about the rest of the planet- They look at you because you’re beautiful and they can’t believe that you’ve noticed an idiot like me- He says and yes… he knows very well how to calm me down.

-Liar. – I complain with a chuckle, “I’d have to be blind not to have noticed you; if anything, I’m the lucky one. – I correct.

-Gael,” a female voice interrupts, and at the sight of her I feel insignificant.

It’s a model, red hair, green eyes, and one of those figures you see on the catwalks -Deborah, nice to see you again. This is my girlfriend Serena Hausser,” she says and then looks at me.

I have to admit that I’m surprised he introduced me so quickly. I can’t help but wonder if something has happened between the two of them and just in case he is introducing me to her.

-Nice to meet you Serena, I’m Deborah; Lucca’s sister and the one who has organized this party. -I can’t believe that Gael has finally agreed to come to a party with his girlfriend. -He explains, and I think I’m wrong about her. Maybe it’s just my paranoia…

-It’s just that this woman drives me crazy and I just want to shout to the world how much I love her,” he explains and gives me a k**s on the corner of my lips that leaves me breathless.

-He’ll be here in a moment, but make yourselves comfortable, I’m going to go and see where my husband has got to,” he says and now I feel like an idiot.

-I’ve seen your face…” My fiancé comments and I feel terrible.

-I’m sorry, I thought you and her…” I say ashamed.

-We were 16 when I stole a k**s from her; but, that was all. – He explains and some friends of his come up to greet us and forbid me to make any comments.

He could have warned me, couldn’t he?