Building a home

Carrie

My heart skipped a beat. I failed to feel the throbbing that was earlier embracing it. And all I could do was get deep into staring into Alessandro’s eyes which were looking weirdly different, almost as though he was wearing great softness in them.

“Carrie?”

“Huh?”

“Marry me,” he repeated, this time, he made sure I could feel him holding my waist. It was as if he was using that to urge me to give him a response as quickly as possible. “Don’t say no.”

“But-”

“What but?

Again, his accent made his response sound funny. To me, he said ‘What butt?’ and not…

Oh my goodness.

Alessandro just asked me to marry him. And… And I am thinking of butts.

“Alessandro,” Eduardo’s voice interrupted my thoughts. I looked over at the man who could not stop panting as he rubbed his sweaty forehead with his blackened hands. “Why are we still here? We-?”

Our eyes met and he saw the tears which were probably going to take some seconds to dry off. “Oh,” he said. “Sister, are you alright? You must have b