"Aha, go on."
"I wouldn't have gotten between my parents." I wouldn't have sat in the back row on the first day of school, where no one could talk to me. I wouldn't have turned Gabriel down when he asked me to the Spring Ball just because I was embarrassed to think he wanted to kiss me. The truth is that I wanted that kiss, I was just afraid of the rest. So if after kissing me he wanted something... I would have stopped him. I would not have endured until the end out of obligation. Not with him, nor with any of those who followed.
He turned on his heel, looking at each of the corners of the court. He approached Marc, stopping before the first row of bleachers. There he sat.
“I would have played basketball, or football, and gone to a nude beach, and strutted around like cheerleaders in my little boardshort. Maybe I would have found someone who loved me. Really... you know? That he loved me and showed it, not just said it. Everyone says they adore me, but th
"Good morning, boss," Yasin greeted, leaning against the hood of the car, smoking."Please throw that shit away.""You don't pay me enough to ban vices, boss."“If I paid you more, you could afford them better, and that's what I intend to avoid.“What an interesting vision of capitalism. He tilted his face to expel the air. I have already bought the flowers. Shall we go through the cemetery first?"Please," he said, settling into the back seat. And thanks.An hour later, Marc was trying to understand the gestures that Verónica was making from her counter. He didn't quicken his pace because the walk down the aisle had to be done properly, even if he had a thousand other opportunities to show off every day.“What? he asked, resting his elbows on the table.“Quick, there are twenty seconds left on this two”for”one offer. Which ones do you like the most? The beige or
“It's my job to make people think I'm going to take a step, and then change direction. How do you think this rhythm of victories is maintained? For infused science?Hugo gave him a confused look. He was losing what little chin he had, and the medication he was taking for pimples was taking effect. Marc had recommended the treatment as soon as he saw that she also had pimples on her back, knowing that this meant a serious skin problem.“Is it that you don't separate your working life from your sentimental life? Correction: sexual. You obviously don't have feelings.Wow , what a stick to come across two very different points of view on your person in the same morning.Marc thought about the answer, although it sounded like he had answered that question before. Did he separate her? Did he need it? In his view, he had only one life: the one he lived between those four walls. The rest were just distractions, mostly soporific, although in r
"And that's what I am?" A refreshing novelty? I don't ask meanly, or as a reproach. I just need to know. "I'd also like to know why you're so upset at the idea of me dancing with another woman." You and I haven't even defined what we're playing at. "That doesn't stop me from having illusions." Marc stopped moving for a second. She blushed so quickly it might have been comical. "No illusions that you're marrying me or anything like that," he began hastily. It's about... If your secretary is watching, maybe we should go talk somewhere else. "If we go somewhere else, I'm going to choose a room with real walls, a latch, and a comfortable surface." If you're ready for me to take advantage of all three, ask me again and I'll obey. Yuri looked at him between troubled, surprised and flattered. She looked like a virgin in front of her first teenage boyfriend, one of those horny guys who came with a couple of strokes and repeated dirty things st
Yuri was calmly sticking stickers on her planner while pretending not to hear the voices between Caleb and Delfino. His best friend was harmless, and no matter how provocative his deputy was, he wasn't going to get the punch he'd been looking for for months. Of course: that morning he was trying very hard to take his "playing ball", of which he was an elite athlete, to a new level. Yuri didn't even know why they had started arguing that time, she just hoped the dispute would end with Delfino leaving the firm, as she had threatened so many times, and Caleb taking a vacation.She smiled to herself and shook her head, still amused by the stickers. Caleb taking a vacation? What would be next? Frozen hell, no more, no less.“I'm not even going to answer that,” Caleb was saying. You have portrayed yourself mixing the personal with the professional, but I can think of a few adjectives that define you as a lawyer. You are useless and conceited. Being your father's
“But how goofy you have become... Hihihihihi. He gave a little jump and looked at her moving his eyebrows. From one to ten, how much do you like it?"I guess this is what Caleb meant when he said he can be a pain in the ass sometimes."“Thirty”two kilos, baby. Are you going to answer me?Yuri crossed her arms.“A one.So it's your number one ..." he continued teasing. I imagined it.God. And that man considered himself an adult?Seeing that he began to type, Yuri walked towards him and took the mobile from his hands, leaving it in one of the drawers of the table, safely.“ That's it. I'm your boss.“And my sister”in”law.“But what are you saying?“That I can see it in your little eyes, dandere ... And my brother can see it from here. How exciting! This is just what I needed to fill my emptiness and heal my broken heart, c
"Have you finished arranging your things?" I have seen that you do not have photos or anything like that. You can put whatever you want, as long as it doesn't bother. It is your corner, the minimum is to adapt it until it feels like a second home.“Yes, I know, I have... I brought an air freshener and a couple of pens. Also a photo of my parents, but I thought better of it,” he said easily. I've heard a homophobic comment from someone and I don't want any trouble.Yuri raised her eyebrows.“He would have problems, don't you think?"Of course, that's what I mean." If he said something like that in front of me, I don't think I'd be able to stop myself in time, and I've wanted to work here for a long time. I admire Mr. Moore. I wouldn't like him to kick me out after a fight... I wouldn't like him to kick me out, just plain, but less for that."Who made the comment?"“I don't know, I haven't seen him, but he was arguing w
Yuri didn't move. It was already dark and she could only know it was him because the car's roof lights were on, bringing amber gleams to her eyes from the sea. But she did not turn. She felt self”conscious in a good way."Look at you..." he whispered. You remind me of all the pretty things I liked when I was a teenager. To the movie afternoons with your best friend being an idiot in the last row, to watch the sunset on the beach, to return home when only the streetlights light up and there is no silence left, to smoke lying down with the music that he liked to my mother in the background..."Did you smoke?" He stammered, not knowing what else to answer."I spent the day high, dreaming of a girl like you."She swallowed, startled by her palpitations; for what a word of his did in his body."And what happened after that...how did you get where you are?"“Well, I convinced myself that they didn't exist and it wasn't worth wasting ti
"You've finally arrived! I've been waiting for you for an hour and a half.Yuri didn't move, leaving her hand with the keys suspended in the air.“What do you do here at this time?“Well, look, I was studying and... I didn't like that about the political constitution of the United Mexican States. Besides that mom was in a bad mood, and nothing more than sighing, and I didn't feel well there, so... In case you don't mind that we study tonight, and you help me with the doubts.Yuri wanted to scream.Apparently she hadn't seen Marc, but she consoled herself with the thought that even if she had, it still wouldn't have made any difference. His sister didn't know anything. He could tell her to go home and let her fuck, using those exact words, and she would find a way to turn them around to interpret it in the most convoluted way in the world. Such was life. Some believed that she was going to marry Marc for sending him a stupid WhatsApp, an