(That night)
*i bring her again to the hotel. We walk to her room*
Martina:Today was fun. I think that i have learn alot
Jorge:Welleh..
Martina:A shh. I have won one time!
Jorge:Only because I helped you!
Martina:Whatever
Jorge:C'mon. Without me you still would stood over there
Martina:Okay okay. I won because the master teached it to me
Jorge:You mean me?
Martina:Perhaps
*she opens the door from her room*
Martina:Eh thanks for today
Jorge:No problem
Martina:I love you
*she kissed me soft. But in no time. She slowly removes her lips from mine*
Jorge:You really do already stop now?
Martina:Hey. It is our secret remember?
Jorge:Yeah i know..but i still can come inside
Martina:Ah..and why?
Jorge:Because i want you to know..
*i walk inside her room. I close the door behind me. And lock it. She walks backwards while i follow her*
Jorge:That i never get enough of you
*she stand frozen by her bed. I move to her. And i touch with my hand her cheeck. She lays her right hand above it*
Jorge:I don't comain about it. But i won't leave without just something more
*she sat down on the bed. While she looks up to see my face. I sat down on my knees. So we are almost face to face. I lay my hand on her knee*
Jorge:Don't be concerned. I always will love you. I really will
*she still doesn't answer me. I move closer to her face. And kiss her. I fall down on her bed. I feel her body under mine. She grabs my arm. And she whispers my name *
Jorge:Something wrong love?
Martina:I eh.. our time together. for how long can we still do this? I mean..i will go back to Argetine after this vacation and-
Jorge:Martina. We have to enjoy our time together now. We will see what will happen in the future. But don't be concerned. Now i have you. I never will let you go again
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My Summer Love (part 1)
Random(I'm re-writing this story into a new book: Blow Me Up) •• Martina, a just started artist on her way to her dreams. All she gotta do is own money to bring her album on the market. This summer she flies for the first time to Mexico City. On her way s...
