I hate cliches. I really hate them. However, at this moment, I feel that I am living inside one. I, a man who have never fallen in love, who have lived all my life freely, without ties of any kind, enjoying good sex with beautiful ladies. A complete Casanova in so much that I have fled from commitment since I can remember! Reduced to this, feeling so fragile and so exposed, hanging by a thread, and about to lose my mind for a woman (if I have not already lost her).
I can't help but look at her and feel my heart race. I smile like an idiot I know I have everything to lose.
I look at the woman lying next to me and I can't help but think that she is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.
“What are you thinking about?” Her voice takes me out of my thoughts.
“I think of how beautiful you are,” I answer simply.
She smiles broadly and I can tell a certain blush creep up on her cheeks. I smile too. I love seeing her like th
He parks the car and looks at the digital clock in the center of the dashboard of the car, the one that says seven twenty-three in the morning. He turns his head to the right and smiles. She loves to admire that beautiful face.“Thank you very much, Daniel. You shouldn't have bothered,”Harper tells him.“It's not a bother, precious.”He reaches out and caresses her cheek. “It's the least I can do for my girlfriend.” The last word is said very mischievously.Harper blushes and smiles nervously. It will take some time for her to come to terms with the idea that she is no longer single. It will take him a bit to get used to, too, but for now, he really enjoys watching her blush.“I can wait for you to change and take you to work,”he says.“Would you do that for me?” From the way she says it, Daniel senses that she is very surprised.“You really ask?”h
I put the last bite in my mouth, grab a paper napkin, and wipe my hands. The broaster chicken was delicious. However, I can't help but feel remorse - while my metabolism always favors me, it's not always going to be. If I continue to eat how I do it, in a couple of months I will go from being a size S to an XL.“And now that I have a boyfriend, I have to take care of myself a little more.”Boyfriend. The word reverberates in my mind, as if it were the secret of how to turn any metal into gold. I still cannot assimilate what has happened. It is simply amazing. Daniel and I together? If you had asked me a couple of days ago, I would have laughed a lot and perhaps, branded as crazy or insane, to whom would have hinted something similar. My rational part keeps screaming at me that everything is happening so fast, and it’s right. I hardly know this man. I know it's a terrible risk to give myself up the way I'm doing it, but fuck it! Daniel fascinates me. I
I never thought that being without Ryan for a week would get on my nerves. I just finished a call that made my day. He told me that in a couple of hours he will board a flight to Los Angeles, to return. Apparently, a mishap with María's father has forced them to interrupt their long-awaited vacation. He hasn't given me many details, but he has promised to tell me everything as soon as we get together.Although it has been a stressful week for me, including the opening of the restaurant, meetings with some of the sponsors, the recording of two scenes and realizing how hard it is to manage the various social networks; It has been a few days, or rather, beautiful nights with a woman who has fascinated me. We have been waking up together for the last three mornings. I love to wake up and the first thing my eyes see is that sublime picture, asleep in my arms! Oh my God! Kill me already! I'm becoming what I vowed never to be: an idiot in love.I'm on my way to the gym
We always end up like this. It doesn't matter what we do or where we are. We always end up in each other's arms. And I am not complaining. I have to make it clear, it's just that… in all this time, since we met, I have never really thought about what ties me to Daniel. Is it just sex? Or maybe there is something else? I do not know. The only thing I'm sure of is that he makes me feel like no one ever, on this fucking planet, has made me feel.I look at his face while he sleeps. We have fallen asleep for a while, after taking a delicious bubble bath. I just woke up, due to a stomach cramp. OMG! I'm starving. I always get really hungry after… well, you know. That does not need to be clarified.Before sneaking out of bed, being careful not to wake him up, I stayed for a couple more minutes, watching him sleep. He is so beautiful! I still can't believe how fucking lucky I've been to find a man like him, and that he's so interested in me. Until this moment, I
She narrows her eyes and glances at him. He smiles, playfully. Then he frowns and tries to imitate Harper.“I feel cheated. You ripped me off!”She says, putting the last of the fried potato on her plate into his mouth.Daniel is laughing.“You know it wasn't my fault,”he shrugs.Harper points at it with her index finger, making a funny gesture with her mouth. It is her way of showing how disappointed she is that Daniel could not prepare a delicious dish with his own hands, because the gas pipes for the stoves are not installed properly. A detail that he completely forgot when he came up with the idea of taking Harper to his restaurant, not yet opened, so that she would be one of the first people to see it before it opened its doors to the public.At first, Daniel thought of preparing a special dish from his exclusive secret menu, but found himself face to face with frustration of not being able to do so. So they
She feels her heart stop for a fraction of a second, and it starts beating again. She closes her eyes tightly, bringing her right hand to the lower part of her belly. She feels anxious… She doesn't understand why Daniel awakens her most primitive side. Is it irrational that she feels upset that her boyfriend left you alone in bed, wanting him?She snorts in frustration and covers her head with the sheet, as if doing this will lessen her discomfort.“To sleep, baby. We will only do that tonight,” the little voice of her conscience tells her.She flinches, feeling a pair of hands slip under the fine silk fabric, land at the level of her ankles, and begin to ascend, until they stop at the level of her thighs. She lies on her stomach. She smiles.“What are you doing?” She asks when she feels Daniel place a kiss on her right buttock.He puts himself over her, holding her body with his arms on either side of Harper. He lean
The first thing I notice when I open my eyes is that it has already dawned, and I assume that due to the intensity of the sun, it must be around noon.I rush out of bed, go to the bathroom and wash myself in a hurry. I don't want to waste any more time. Sunday will pass quickly and I will have to go home as soon as the sun comes up. I must make the most of every second with Daniel.As soon as I leave the room, I hear some noises coming from the kitchen, which tells me where my boyfriend is. I smile at the idea of seeing him, with a white apron on and cooking some delicious dish to impress me.As I get closer, I hear some music. I recognize the song immediately.“Exit, light.Enter, night.Take my hand.We're off to never-never land,”I sing the song, as I pull one of the chairs around the kitchen island and sit down. Something’s wrong, shut the light. Heavy thoughts tonight and they aren't of Snow White. Dreams of war, Dreams of liars&
I must tell her, I repeat these words in my head. I already lost count of how many times this thought has reverberated in my mind. I must tell Harper the truth. She deserves to know everything. However, every time I've been about to do it, I flinch at the last minute. They already say that from saying to fact there is a long way...It's been exactly eight days since Harper and I made that crazy ‘zero sex’agreement, in order to strengthen our relationship in other ways. The idea turned out to be a very good one, not being able to satisfy the immense desire that she generates in me, I have been able to realize some things that I have never bothered to assimilate before. One of them is the fact that Harper is a woman with a very strong character.“She's not the type of girl who apologizes for speaking her mind. You know? She is very sharp with her tongue. With you it is very measured, friend.”Henry's words finally make sense
Since the opening night of “No Temptation”, Daniel, and Ryan haven't had a busy night like this. The place is packed with people, and an immense line of people wait outside to enter, and taste a dish from Chef Ansdell. Thanks to an excellent review by a food critic, published in The Angeles Times three weeks ago, the restaurant's good name has been on the rise day after day. Four months have passed since Daniel and Harper got back together. Henry has started working in the kitchen at “No Temptation” as an assistant to his brother-in-law, who prepares him to be Tournant Chef. Hopefully, he can become a very good one, in no time. Mrs. Youra goes every morning, Monday through Friday, from eight to eleven in the morning. She is Vanity's nutritional advisor, who designs meal plans for people interested in improving their lifestyle. While Daniel takes it upon himself to help them sculpt their bodies, she helps them strengthen their minds and create new eating habits. Harper is in charge
He can't stop staring at the entrance, every time the door opens and someone comes in or comes out, thinking it might be her, and even though he knows it's not yet the scheduled time, he feels very anxious. The way he fiddles with her sweaty hands makes it obvious. He looks again at the time on his mobile screen. It's ten minutes to two in the afternoon.What Daniel does not imagine is that from outside, through the glass of a window, a pair of brown eyes watches him. She is the woman who took over his thoughts and his will. The same one that is torn between nostalgia, anger, forgiveness and heartbreak.Harper feels that her heart may leap out of her chest at any moment, and that a knot in her stomach threatens to make her return the lunch her mother forced her to eat before leaving home.She's tempted to turn and walk away, but she pauses for a minute to think better of it. Her mother is right, that innocent creature that grows inside her is not to blame for he
Dante's eyes fix on mine. I know what he wants, but I won't give in to his canine charms. I put the last bite of steak in my mouth as he cocks his head. I wipe the right corner of my lips with a cloth napkin, get up from my chair, pick up my plate, and put it in the dishwasher. I fix up the kitchen with lightning speed. A new episode of Master Chef Junior is about to begin, and I am not going to miss it.I take a seat on the sofa in the living room and turn on the television. Finally, some rest. I've been in the gym all afternoon, trying to keep my mind busy, and as soon as I got home, I started packing. Maybe a couple of weeks with my sister in Canada will help me collect my thoughts. I realize that Dante hasn't taken his eyes off me for a second.“What?” I ask, raising an eyebrow. “Don't you have food?” I jump to my feet and head to the service area, to notice Dante's bowl of food. It is full.Yet my doglooks at me like he wants t
My mother's hands are so tight on the wheel of the car, I can see her knuckles start to turn white. The silence is so awkward, I can't help but squirm in the passenger seat. My mom is staring straight ahead, I notice her jaw is set and she breathes as if trying to calm herself.My dear friend Cinthia, left as soon as she saw my mother arrive. What a friend! Although I don't blame her, anyone in their right mind would have done the same. It is not pleasant to see Youra Sang upset, giving one of her sermons to one of her children. And for bad luck, she arrived long before the happy ultrasound was done, so you can imagine the scene: my mother sitting next to me, looking at the screen with a face of few friends, while the doctor explained to us that the embryo was in perfect state. Not to mention the gesture she made when she found out she was going to be a grandmother.At that moment, I just wanted the earth to swallow me and spit me out... No! Not to spit me anywhere. Sw
I sigh in relief when there is no traffic. I'll be able to get to Josh's house without delay, before he starts his day. The recording studio is at the lower part of his mansion.That scene was supposed to be mine, that I would be, as I have been for the last four years, the protagonist of one of their typical cliché sexual scenes, because for about six months, the creativity of their ‘writers’has left a lot to be desired.I feel very angry about Josh's attitude. The fact that I had some inconvenience in the last four scenes that I was supposed to shoot does not give him the right to replace me with a fucking little boy who lacks all the necessary experience to stand out, at least a little, in the adult entertainment industry. And if it were at least that I couldn't get the job done, I'd understand and leave things as they are, but it wasn't. I complied! That I had to ask for Clementine's help on several occasions? Yes! That does not mean that I
I burst out laughing once more. OMG! My belly hurts from laughing so much. In short, Lara is crazy. She does not stop yelling at the television screen, as if by doing that she was going to get the protagonist of the film to pay attention to her.“Fuck! No! Stay out of there, idiot. They are going to kill you!” She yells like a madwoman.“The day the television guys answer her, I'll be the first to take her straight to the asylum,” Cynthia whispers just for me to hear. I have to work hard not to spit out the sip of soda that I just had.“Are you watching?” Lara looks at Cynthia and me. “They killed her, for being stupid.”“OMG! She's seen that movie a million times, and she always reacts like it's the first time she's seen it,” Cynthia says in a very low voice, leaning a little towards me.“Listen!” Lara shoots him a disapproving look. “This I have not seen. The one I saw
I fix my gaze on the horizon. I look without looking, while only a thought reverberates in my mind. Why the hell can't I stop thinking about her? It's been three weeks since everything went to hell, and Harper refuses to get out of my head.It's the opening night of ‘No Temptation’. And while I should be very happy to see my big dream come true, it's hard not to feel sad. The lack of a certain person is undeniable.For the past few days, according to Ryan, I've stopped being me. Although I don't understand why he says it. I have continued with my projects and with my life in general. With the slight difference that I had to start taking the damn blue pill to get my erections to stay for the duration of a scene filming, I can't concentrate. I only think of her.I've seen Henry a few times in the gym, and our topic of conversation is always the same: Harper.“My love life sucks,”is what I tell him and Ryan, whenever I get a cha
Half an hour earlier.I stare at the clothes that lie on my bed. I can't decide what to wear. I'm between the little flowered dress that I wore the day Daniel gave me my sim card, and a black cowboy with a black blouse. After thinking about it for a couple more seconds, I opted for the second option.I dress quickly, while I'm thinking what the hell I'm going to do to my hair. It's not like we're going to have dinner with Queen Elizabeth either, but I still want to look radiant, like every time I know I'm going out with my handsome boyfriend.Today, exactly today, it is one month since Daniel and I met. I can't help but smile like a fool, remembering the way our paths crossed.Wow! One month! It seems like a lie.At times I feel like it has been years...at times I feel like it was yesterday.In the end I decide to gather my hair in a high ponytail. I'm not the type of woman to spend hours in front of the mirror.
I must tell her, I repeat these words in my head. I already lost count of how many times this thought has reverberated in my mind. I must tell Harper the truth. She deserves to know everything. However, every time I've been about to do it, I flinch at the last minute. They already say that from saying to fact there is a long way...It's been exactly eight days since Harper and I made that crazy ‘zero sex’agreement, in order to strengthen our relationship in other ways. The idea turned out to be a very good one, not being able to satisfy the immense desire that she generates in me, I have been able to realize some things that I have never bothered to assimilate before. One of them is the fact that Harper is a woman with a very strong character.“She's not the type of girl who apologizes for speaking her mind. You know? She is very sharp with her tongue. With you it is very measured, friend.”Henry's words finally make sense