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JUST LOVERS CHAPTER 1
OLIVIA."May I join you?" someone asked, pointing to the empty chair next to me.After a few seconds, I nodded my head. I don't know exactly why. This man come to me, dragged the chair over, and slid into it.The restaurant was getting lonely, surely someone must have to tell me that I had to leave. I felt annoyance and misery if that was possible.I went through my little purse and checked my money for the cab. Thank God, was a good one! The many times I have been stood up have made me a cautious woman. “Do you want to order another drink?”, he spoke again.I looked at his face. Oh God. The words left my mouth, stay in my mind. He is... so handsome.He looked relaxed but expectant. Why is he looking at me like that?“No problem, I'm leaving" I said.“Do you want a cab?”I must have looked ridiculous trying to hide my bewilderment, without succeeding. I frowned.“Are you restaurant's owner?”“Excuse me?” he asked.I sighed deeply, tired, exhausted from this sad night, from being her
JUST LOVERS CHAPTER 2
CARL.I want to start over... As soon as she said that, I went crazy.It's difficult to explain what I felt. What she said was a demand, an expression of entreaty. She was asking me for help.When I approached her table I never imagined touching her. I wanted to, I obviously wanted her from beginning, but I really didn't think this could go any further. That woman with her crazy words and her red confession transformed me into one being of action. That's what happened.I resolved stay in my apartment that night. My job is usually too competitive and sometimes tiresome; trying to keep it simple. My weekends is to devote to nothing, to stay at home or somewhere else to unwind. I wouldn't be there, I-wouldn't-be-in-that-restaurant. It wasn't meant to be, and I'm not a man to believe in such nonsense of destiny. In fact, I still think that this dinner I shared with her (if we can even call it dinner, because I don't remember eating anything but herself), if it had been planned, it would n
JUST LOVERS CHAPTER 3
CARL.I was fifty percent sure she hadn't seen me.I sat at the farthest table in the restaurant and asked the waiter not to tell her that I had arrived.I also sent a bottle of beer with him and told her it was on the house. I watched with satisfaction as she drank it because I wanted to test her tastes. I only knew about wine and those energy-provoking her after several glasses. So, I decided to send her some of my beloved drink, not glistening or attached to her finesse and delicacy, I thought. Of course, I needed to know if she liked that kind of drink and if its effervescence suited her.She didn't reject it, very well! Point for me.I was pleased to learn that she had reserved the same table where I met her, I couldn't believe it at first. La Napolitana was an exclusive place, but not so much for booking reservations just for couples, unless for some special occasions. Her achievement was something new for me.I continued watching her for a few minutes, even though I was quite f
JUST LOVERS CHAPTER 4
OLIVIA."I thought you were scared.""Why?" he asked quietly between bites of his escalope.I completely regretted ordering a salad. Who eats those straws for dinner? Just me, I guess. «If I ask him to give me a little bit... »Watching that Thermidor meat being devoured by those appetizing teeth, almost made me forget that he expected an answer."Because you thought I was gone. How would you find me?"His fork froze in mid-air."Here." He shrugged."What if I never came here again?""The other night you told me this was one of your favorite restaurants.""What if I moved out of town?"He stopped chewing."Are you planning to travel somewhere?"I stared at him for a moment. I didn't answer him and amused myself with that, knowing he wouldn't demand it of me. So, I continued eating."Is your salad good?""Yes.""Did you like that beer?""Yes. This is my favorite drink."He stopped eating again."I thought it was the wine.""I like it too, but I like beer much more."He froze for a mome
JUST LOVERS CHAPTER 5
CARL.She was not heavy for me, but she wasn't a feather either.Exploding in front of me, like that, with these vicious movements, brought pounds of excitement to my brain. And that, the excitement, was my responsibility now, I couldn't let it drop.I bit my lips and began to fuck her hard, thus, that's how we started to like it, turning up the heat of having succumbed that first time, the same night we met.Damn, no protection, no shit on me. I didn't even remember her exact words when she assured me she was clean, but I know that I certifying the same. It was the second time we'd met and again, we were doing it like this.We're nuts, we're behaving like mindless beasts. But I wouldn't let her go, not even if somebody held a gun to my head. If I was forced to walk away from that god's delicacy, I'd drag her with me. I liked her very, very, very much.She rested her heels on the bed and propelled herself like a master. I caught her by her waist and she began to bounce, dance, and shi
JUST LOVERS CHAPTER 6
OLIVIA.I stood behind the wall of the Personnel Department.It was Saturday and very early. The other employees had not arrived.I carried out the tasks that my boss asked me to do: choose the flowers for his girlfriend, buy them, put in the office, over her desk, and wait to receive the delivery that would bring a very exclusive breakfast.I was very sure that my great boss would not be in the building that morning and I thought that this gallantry was a distant congratulation, an apology for not being here, but how wrong I was. The exclusivity of this breakfast was a lingerie kit as a present, attached to the famous meal.And at detail made him not stand idly by, he couldn't bear to send it to her without him being there.So, he arrived after a while, closed the door of his beloved's office, and I, hidden like crazy behind a wall, could hear them and even imagine the exact spot where they were... doing it.Because they were "doing it", yes. They were making love in that office.Str
JUST LOVERS CHAPTER 7
CARL."You don't look good."I lifted my face to see my cousin after letting out her opinion, while we chewed our lunch, one we shared in her office on a Saturday at noon, something exclusive because the place where she worked.It was already too much that she had to work on weekends, which made me want to keep her company."Totally disaster last night," I told her. "Marc got a nasty allergy and in the hospital, it wasn't particularly nice, you know?""What do you say?" She stopped eating. "But... he's fine? What do you mean allergy with?" My cousin's eyes were quite wide."Yeah, he's fine, don’t worry. They injected him with a powerful anti-allergic, but the damn Insurance, which is bleeding me dry, got shitty and acted with a stupid bureaucracy that almost killed me, I was almost furious.""What...? What?!"I swallowed my piece of bread with meatloaf, wiped my lips with a napkin, and settled better in the chair in front of the desk."The Insurance Card," I counted on my fingers, "ou
JUST LOVERS CHAPTER 8
OLIVIA.I got dressed, made up, and perfumed. I left the house at the appointed time to arrive on time. I was too excited—as I had never been before—for this meeting with Carl. I was so engined that I completely forgot to call the restaurant and reserve a table.On my way home from work, I was imagining the idea of reserving one of the farthest and most private tables in the place. I wanted to return to the enjoyment that he provoked in me the time we met, where he enveloped me with his body, his hands, and his psyche in the middle of the restaurant, almost in front of everyone. I wanted to live again the risk of being seen, even if we were hiding.I wanted so many things... The itch, the sensation caused by his flattery in the fragmented panorama of danger, that gloomy vision, that delicious nervousness. The truth is that I wanted him in La Napolitana because the place had already been baptized by our ways of living.In the end, however, so much mist made me forget the reservation.B
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