I understood what he meant. We'd have to satiate our bodies in another way. But I've never had phone sex! I was willing to have a go at it though. His voice was so inviting that I couldn't even breathe properly. “I need you to get in the shower because I’m going to make you come right her and now, so it’s completely your choice,” he said. I begged him to wait and unpeeled my clothes as fast as humanly possible. Until then, I hadn't entered the bathroom yet. When I saw the bathtub, the first thing I imagined was the two of us in there together, loving each other. I heard water splash on the other end of the line. “I see someone was waiting for a call, right,” I said, seductively. I loved teasing him that way. “You have no idea, my beautiful,” he replied. His voice was already driving me crazy. I wrapped a small towel around my cellphone because I didn't want it to stop working. An iPhone doesn't just grow on trees. He told me what to do the entire time. I didn't understand how, bu
I wake up to an insistent knock on my door, and the light coming in from the windows in the room nearly blinds me.“Selena, good morning! It’s time to leave now.” It isn't a question. I open the bedroom door looking like a zombie because of my scrunched-up face.“Good morning, ma crushed face.” Sophia laughs in my face. She is beautiful; all made up this time of morning...Wait, what time is it?“Good morning, lady diva.” I ask, “What time is it?”“It's nine-thirty. Let's enjoy the day since you're here,” she suggests while I rub my eyes.“Ok, can I get ready or would you prefer that I go like this?” I ask, teasing.“I'll wait for you downstairs. Show me your tongue,” she insists.“If I open my mouth more than this, you’re gonna run away. Now give me fifteen minutes, will you?” I raise my eyebrows in warning her before shutting the door.Sophia gives me time, informing me that we will be spending the whole day away from home but we aren't going anywhere fancy. I put on only the bare es
“The Ukrainian model? Yeah, she's beautiful.” I try to sound as casual as I can. My head swims into all sorts of different permutations and combinations.“Selena, look, it won't be a big deal. It’s just a formal evening and you know I love you, don’t you?” he asks. I can make out how he is trying to calm me down and slow my breathing, but I just can’t stop my palpitations.“Hunter, stop it. As long as you're home before midnight,” I reply calmly. I hear him laugh as the tension seems to disappear.“I will be home even before you know I went out, my beautiful,” he says. I am about to start talking about my university classes when Sophia takes the phone from my hand.“Hi, bro. All’s fine with me, thank you for asking,” she taunts while rolling her eyes in jest. “Please don't bother Selena with boring things. We have to go because we're going bowling. Say you love her.”She puts the cellphone to my ear and I hear the sweet words. I say the same. Sophia puts the phone back to her ear. “I
I turn the photo over after reading the dedication and see Hunter with his hand on the waist of a beautiful woman with blonde hair almost to her waist. She has bright and vivid blue eyes just like him; her high cheekbones are flushed from the light pink blush. Hunter is wearing a white T-shirt with a deep V collar, and she is in a white lacy dress.There are fireworks in the backdrop. It is night. I figure it is New Year's Eve. The only thing familiar about Hunter is his gold and black Bulgari watch which is the same one he was wearing the night we met at the pub. And his smile is the most passionate, even though he is looking directly at the camera.I take the photo and the brush and sit down on the big bed. While combing my hair, I stare at the two people in the picture. I wonder why she left Hunter. They look so good together. They look happy and wonderful. That makes a lump in my throat.What if she asks to go back to Hunter? Would he take her back? Thinking about it is worse than
The incredible team of Barcelona perform excellently. They play wonderfully as always. Hunter is focused, sometimes smiling for his fans and sometimes he is the most dangerous player on the field. When he scores what they consider the most beautiful goal in the championship so far, he kisses his right hand where his wedding ring would be. Even though they can't demonstrate any display with jewellery, I understand the gesture.It is 6 p.m., my flight time, and I arrive late to the airport because of the game, but I was still able to catch my flight. I don’t have time to ask Sophia about her older brother because she left before the game ended to visit Luana's friend who was in the hospital.I arrive home dead tired. I blame it on waking up very early the day of. I have arrived just in time to kickstart my last year of college. I talk to my parents about my weekend with Hunter's parents at dinner and then head straight to bed.This semester I will have to develop a fashion collection. I
“What time did you get here?” I ask. I didn't see any news that he was coming to Spain.“It's been an hour and a half. The plane was three hours late and I was worried about being late to pick you up. I landed here, called your mother to find out where the university was and I still had to buy this car.”The moment he utters those last words, I look at him in disbelief.“You bought this car just now? You made more than one person happy in less than an hour. Imagine how happy the dealership salespeople are,” I joke and we laugh together. I was sorely missing that smile.“I did everything to be on time and see your face glowing with so much happiness.”The first thing I manage to do is hug him as tightly as possible. Smelling his delicious perfume, body scent mixed with mine, it makes me feel like I am on cloud nine. He hugs me back welcomingly.“I missed you very, very much,” I say, still hugging him.“I missed you more, Selena.” His voice is sweet. I look at him and kiss him lightly.
He removes my black blazer-style coat and my long-sleeved navy-blue blouse, leaving me only in my bra. Not wanting him to be left far behind, I take off his jacket and unbutton the rest of his shirt, leaving his carved chest bare. His mouth embarks on a path of kisses from my neck to the parting of my breasts. He lowers the cup of my bra and sucks on my ripe erect nipple with his mouth and then does the same with my other breast. He stops and gets up to take off my riding boots and pants, and I do the same to him. He's wearing the same white underwear I saw last time where I ogled at him in in front of his house. Standing before me, shirtless, I want to devour every inch of him.“You look so amazing, my beautiful.” He speaks each word calmly. He takes off my bra and then crouches down beside the bed, takes off my panties, and puts his mouth between my legs. He starts making circular motions on my clit, making me moan. I realise how very horny I’ve been for him. Between nibbles, licks
I met Hunter the day after arriving in Barcelona, and that means it was very early in January. What gnaws at me inside now feels almost like a hole. Why is this happening to me again?“You mean you lied to me all this time? You were on a convenient adventure that helped you push away painful thoughts of your ex?” I gasp, my heart aching and exploding inside me. I was just his layover, barely days after he broke up with a serious girl-friendWhen you love someone so deeply and have been in a relationship for that long, how can one conveniently move on so very quickly? In a matter of days?“Of course not! I would never do something like that to you,” he protests softly. He does gulp as though he is guilty or something.“Do you want me to believe that ever since you met me, you don't feel anything for her anymore?” I look at him dryly. I am not falling for this bull-shit again.“And why wouldn't you believe that? I'm here, aren't I? Because of my feelings for you, I am here. I have never
One year later...You've been married for just over a year, and your children will complete one year. How has your life changed from then?I fiddle with my fingers that are resting on my now finely crossed legs.“I discovered myself as a woman,” I answer, facing Alice as she interviews me. “I found that I can really take care of someone, since I didn't even know how to take care of myself. And now I take care of four!”“How is the atmosphere in your house with your children?”I smile. “My house is the biggest mess ever. It's a minefield of toys everywhere. Every time I get home, my kids start waving their arms frantically and laughing nonstop to see me.”“And your husband, Hunter Blanco, is at home with his children?”I look at the camera nervously photographing me and then back at Alice.“He is an amazing father, and whenever he can, he is with his children and family.” I end it there and Alice tilts her head and looks at me.“Selena!” she scolds me. “This is a personal interview, so
I let him enter the dimly lit room. The quiet and peaceful environment, together with the image of Hunter kissing our children's foreheads, fascinates me. He cares about them fifteen thousand times more than he cares about me. Before, I didn't understand the reason for this exaggeration, but now I would watch over them as they sleep twenty-four hours a day if I could.“How did they spend these last few days?”My heart sinks, remembering. It’s been five days since we've seen each other, way too long!“The pediatrician said that Valeria should start taking half a dose of the medication,” I inform and he sighs. “The boys are missing iron. Did you see the size of Pedro's fat little hand and Liam's thick thigh?” I say, laughing.“There was no way not to notice it, it makes you want to bite it.”I feel like crying to see him so happy. I want to hug him and hold him so much that I have to hold back. I need him to keep me strong, and I like it better when I have more time, but now it doesn't
Hunter:"I know I'm stubbornBut I changed when I looked at youYou made me wiserAs much as I try to run awayI'm always led in your directionIt seems like I let go everythingAs I held your hand."“I Forgot to Forget You – Mr SantanaThe plane lands on the ground as the intense Madrid sun helps ease the short winter days it has been having lately. I smooth out my suit, ready to get off the plane. I become twice as nervous.I'm coming back from Germany after another game for the Champions League*. It was quite a game. I’m bringing another victory and two more goals in my career. Today I feel like no one can beat me. Nobody can beat me as the best player, as the best husband and as the best father, and that's why I feel powerful, having my family around.I quicken my pace, leaving my team behind. I hear protests, but I don't give a damn. I'm missing my family. It’s been two months since my two little surprises have been at home with my little princess ValeriaI get into my custom bla
I try to get comfortable in my hospital bed, but it's impossible. My stitches are sore, and my belly never seems to want to deflate. I want my tiny waist back and not get saggy!My two boys have just had their last hospital feed as tomorrow we are finally going home. After almost four days, we can go to our new house which I still haven't seen after the last details of the renovation. The hard part will be leaving my little one with the pink bow in her hair at the hospital. It won't be easy. After all, I have to feed three babies, and one of them will be far from me in that damn incubator.Hunter is hesitant after I mention Christiano's name, constantly dodging the conversation. Still, every time I look at him, I see his watery eyes for our daughter, who hasn't shown any improvement. I can't hide my crying spells. After all, I want my family back home and healthy. I can't believe that as soon as he learned more about the subject, he didn't think straight about his brother, who is too
“We have tested everyone in our family,” Hunter takes the lead. “Even Alice, Joanna, Stella, Fernando and Sophia volunteered. I realised that Sophia was on the list since she is not your blood sister. But none of them are a match,” he says, unsatisfied.I spend more time with my daughter, my beautiful little princess with blue eyes. She swallows stiffly every time she moves inside that warm bubble. She is so small, so white and almost bald.I head back to the bedroom, and soon they bring me my two boys. When I hold them one by one in my lap, already lying on the gurney, I almost fear I am going to drop them. Like their sister, they are so tiny, also white and bald. I can barely distinguish them from one another.First, I cuddle Pedro, who keeps moving his hands and making faces. And then it is Liam's turn, who keeps wiggling and blinking lazily. So beautiful.For the first time, I am going to breastfeed my children. The nurses watch me all the time to see if I am doing it wrong. And f
Life is sometimes so unfair but objectively correct. There are no pains that cannot be healed, no bonds that cannot be joined, people that do not come back—the concept of life and death. Widely known as the eminent pain after a person, who is deliberately said to set out on a better journey. Maybe not. Since no one has yet discovered what occurs after death, there are only scientific and religious theories to go by.I can say that experiencing death is neither painful nor sad. I don't feel like running out of the light and back to life. Peace. Perhaps the peace that everyone seeks is not in life itself. Never, ever, no matter how hard you try, you will never have any rest. As much as something is resolved well, another factor comes and shakes everything again. That may be the meaning of life. It’s not just you opening your eyes and feeling that your heart is still beating. It's a vicious cycle, where love and disagreement will always be present as a challenge, a challenge you face eve
I feel my eyelids getting heavier. It's too hard to keep my eyes alert. The doctors and nurses keep encouraging me to stay awake as I drift off. Sleeping at a time like this would complicate their work much more.They get to work with the scalpel. A rush takes place behind the door, and I am aware of what is happening. Hunter, my Hunter is in sterilised blue suits to match his blue eyes.My head starts to ache, and I close my eyes due to the sudden pain."Our first appearance together. There will be a lot of people.“If you get nervous and want to leave that's fine.""Let's see you soon, my beautiful. Just don't forget what we had together."More pressure in my head settles, and every time I open my eyes and blink, there’s a flash of memory.“I promise to never forget you,” I speak hoarsely, repeating what I told him on the day of the benefit ball.He takes my hand, and we both cry, and then he understands everything. Despite the rush to move my belly that occurs around us, we are obl
Losing him was something I've never imaginedMissing you was like the dark grey skies, I am here all aloneForgetting you was like trying to find out about somebodythat I never sawBut loving him was all redTouching him again was me realising that everything I ever wantedwas right in front of meRemembering it was as easy as knowing all the lyricsfrom your favourite songFighting with you was like trying to solve difficult crossword puzzlesAnd realise that there is no right answerMy regret for you was as though you wishedthat you had never discoveredThat maybe love could be this strong – Tay Swift – “Red”Contractions increase with every nanosecond of my breathing. I look at the car's dashboard and realise that Fernando is driving at 110 km/h on one of Madrid's busiest avenues. I let out one scream after another in pain, and with each one that is echoed by the car, I see the expression of agony on Sophia's face.I can't feel my hands or feet. My hair is plastered to my forehea
SelenaAfter our last fight at the end of last month it is like a burst of guilt. Guilt is now stuck between us and our relationship. He for talking to me about pessimism, and I admit that I'm pessimistic, but I didn't say that, and that's precisely my percentage of the blame.Despite what the doctor said, I was determined to fight the obvious consequence at all odds. I had to be positive, believe there was a calming light at the end of a tunnel, that it wasn’t a train which will crush me under it’s wheels of destiny.Snap! Someone makes a click with their fingers to bring me back to reality.“Stop thinking so much!” It was Sophia, my best friend soulmate.“I think the third baby's name is Theo,” I tell Sophia as she came to me to confirm that she chose her baby's name too. “And we'll have one more family man.”When we speak together, the same name is spelt out in our voices, making us laugh like crazy until she says I could put it on the third baby since I'm going to win first. It wa