Untouchable

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Isabel Turner

- Tell me Pierre - Charles said into the phone
- What? Now? We are out in the open water - the boy was fighting

- But why didn't you say you were coming here? You know I've told you a thousand times to tell me in advance - grumbled Charles and I just smiled. It suited the boy well when he was angry

- Yes, I'm taking care of you, don't say that - he sighed and sat back next to me and I put my legs on his lap

- We're going back at noon, be there by then - Charles sighed again and hung up the phone

- Was it Pierre again? - I looked at the boy smiling

- He needs a girl and then it would be fine - he said, but I didn't see the situation that way, and then he kissed my neck.

- I think he should make a couple with the one that fate intended for him , not the one that was suggested to be his girlfriend - I said, holding the collar of Charles's shirt in my hand

- I'm sorry, but I don't think Pierre cares about fate. He is constantly in the company of girls who are not for him. Not now, but someone like Katherina should be by his side...

- Although Pierre is cute, I don't think he won't find someone by his side

- I'm starting to get jealous - he looked into my eyes as I laughed

- But why?

- Because Pierre is French, you think he's sexy and he drives for RedBull

- I also think it's cute - I said it just to annoy him

- Of course - said Charles, with a look on his face that he was about to laugh

- Anyway, we're going back to London tomorrow, so get ready for a little boy tantrum, because Pierre will be pretty upset that I'm leaving him alone again - Charles got up and went to the end of the ship

- But why?

- Because he just came and he won't want to go anywhere - he said while not looking back and I followed him in my bikini. Charles began to look at the water. I knew what he wanted, but I didn't let him.

- It's cold and I can't swim - I said as the boy looked at me

- Can't you swim? - he asked and his eyes widened

- Let me go - I said, as Charles turned to me and immediately looked at my body. He smiled then grabbed my waist and pulled me to him. I could feel his heart pounding and wished that this moment would never end

...

By the time we got back to the port, Pierre was waiting for us in sunglasses, a white shirt and shorts. I didn't really know what he was planning, but I had a good laugh

- You successfully left me out of the family trip, now you can take me to lunch - he announced as we landed on the pier

- It's no accident - Charles said quietly

- Isabel! - he called me so I looked at him

- I'm hungry! - Pierre looked at me dead serious

- Okay, let's go eat - I said, trying to hold back my laughter

We got into the Ferrari, I sat in the back while the boys sat in front.

- At least, can I choose a restaurant - Pierre looked at Charles

- Yeah, just don't start crying to me

- Stop it, I don't cry

- Only when you're alone

- That's cute - I laughed at the back

- Since when is it cute when a man cries? - they both looked at me

- Since now. - I said and shrugged

...

Pierre chose a restaurant with a terrace. There was a beautiful view of the terrace. I sat next to Charles while Pierre sat opposite us. He looked around in his light blue flannel shirt while we waited for our order

- Your phone is vibrating - Pierre blurted out when I turned it over and it had my boss's name on it. Needless to say, my stomach immediately lurched. I took the phone and got up from the table

- I'll be right back - I said, nervously took a deep breath and went to a quieter place

- Are there any new rumors? - my boss asked. A sharp pain shot through my body. I completely forgot about yesterday's conversation with my boss. By the way, I didn't learn anything that could be appreciated

- No , nothing- I answered briefly and concisely

- I'm starting to lose my temper - said my surly boss

- But the deadline was in the evening!

- It's as if you'll find out some new rumor by then - my boss was nervous.

God spy? What can I say? The compulsion to comply came out of me and Pierre immediately came to mind. I don't know how much of the boys' stupidity is true, but I haven't had a better idea yet. I couldn't lose my job, so I had to do it.

- There would be something about Pierre Gasly - I said

- Really? Let me hear!!

I briefly summarized everything for my boss, who took notes audibly. Could the crying be avoided all the way, and then the guilt? How can I do this to someone who doesn't deserve this? Neither Pierre nor Charles deserve this. Why did I take this job?

- It will be a great article - said my boss and hung up. After that, I collected myself and walked back to the boys, who already had their food on the table. As soon as I sat down, Pierre started eating.

- Were you waiting for me? - I asked and forced a smile on my face

- Yes, but I couldn't wait for you to come back - said Pierre

- I thought, thank you - pressed a kiss to Charles' shaven cheek and looked at the pasta dish. I had no appetite left, but I tried to eat a little.

...

In the evening I fell into bed tired. Charles lay beside me speechless. I turned to him when he spoke

- I thought we could repeat what happened on the plane - he sighed between two kisses

- Here? This is not a good idea

- Only Pierre is upstairs, but he must be asleep - Charles said, scrambling up on one of his hands

- Charles... - I would have started, but the boy immediately began to treat everything as his own thoughts. He kissed my neck and then moved down my chest. He kissed my belly.

- I want more - I shouted as he laughed. I regretted it almost immediately, because we were already far from the limit I set months ago. I didn't think, I just gave myself to the boy with whom we started an intense kissing battle. Our hot skin touched and nothing could beat that feeling... As the word that I know Charles expected from me moved inside me, I accidentally said it

- I love you! - I moaned loudly, then Charles indicated with a kiss that he felt the same way.

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