Lena woke thinking about what I should do that tomorrow. Would have to clean between all traces of a big party also would not purge the pool is nothing wrong that night had been too much there, and now there was just water and bleach.
Before the feeling of having to clean all the great country house, gave him a pang in his heart when to let a little air and light in the room, she realized she was still single.
downstairs in between steaming cups of black coffee, people were already awake, or at least trying.
- did not remember well this holiday season .- Jean Carlo said supporting cayour conquests Jean. - Said the guy giving it a gentle nudge in the arm. According to his partner prepared to answer, he was regretting having made that comment, the possible answer could be ... and what he had done that night.
- What? No, nothing happened.
- No? I ... - began to say doubtful.
- Lena I like, I'm not going to deny.
- How do nothing? - James was sorry to encourage your friend to try that with the girl he liked.
- I try, but I'm pretty observer. And she wants nothing to me. I think ... maybe he likes someone else, or perhaps have a partner ... or just not interested in me. But ... habemos not that, what about you my sister?
-How? - Asked the American and ignoring what your partner just said.
- We were very close, and well, you know you have a crazy Fabiola summers ago.
- It was not ... nothing ... - he said thinking about the previous night.
- Dude, I do not want details, my sister. But be careful, okay?
- Always.
- Now, seriously, what happened with you last night? - Fabiola's brother asked leaning on the table with his elbows and looking at James, in imitation of the ladies who are to take their coffee and have all the gossip of the week.
- Are you awake? - Fabiola asked timidly poking his head out Lena's room. She was still in bed, covered to the top, skulking anddelaying as much as possible when getting up and down the floor below. It was hard to pretend it was asleep, because the room was lit by being open window.
- Yes. - Lena replied, lifting the sheets a little so that he could see a little face. Had closed an eye for a bit and give more aspect of sleep, thereby preventing the blonde-haired girl tell him the wonderful night that had happened to James. Fabiola
walked toward the bed, while Lena stepped aside to let a little to the Italian site, which was determined to sit down and telling him the night.
- Good morning, sleepyhead. - She said lying down next to her on the bed.
- ... mmm ... days - answered Lenadrawled, as if just awakened.
- How about my brother? - She asked the sea of curious.
- What?
- I saw kiss. You never told me anything! To know that you liked Jean Carlo, I would have helped, or spoken with him or something. He really likes you. You make a good couple! - She looked really excited about the "new" pair that had formed.
- You see ... Between Jean and me ... - Before you give explanations about what had and had not passed between them, was something that was eating inside, and although there was greater force exerted by the unwilling know the answer, I needed to know if something had happened between James and Fabiola. - And from James and you? - She asked, gulpingto the end to ask the question.
- Well ... - she started to say as casually, but immediately began to make votes in that narrow little bed, and give your hands clapping.
- That ... is a good sign, right? - Asked smiling a slightly forced, expecting the dreaded "yes."
- Let's see. Nothing happened. Well ... - said laughing to say - if that happened. But what happened had to happen.
- Of course not, lens.
- What? - Asked by not fully understand what the American had said in his own language
- That I have not understood Fabiola. - Replied in a tone rather dry.
- At the party, not even how, but we kissed, and so we spent a good while, and then hisI vampire!
- Okay, I had heard correctly. Let's see what's wrong?
- is always there, so ... so like him.
- Vale him. Who?
- James!
- Does the grandparents?
- The Mask.
- I think I missed a chapter.
- No, is the same. Is the grandson of the gentlemen who live with my grandparents, yes, the same who lives here in the house with me. The same evening I went through the masks. And the same way I look at it that way think I'll end up spitting the heart.
- begins in earnest.
- Natasha Very serious, very much. Like, I really like, and not to do.
- Have you tried to tell him? ... Would not be normal.
- I can not! Fabiola is madly in loveto him, also have a history in the past, and perhaps the ... present. But I can not Nat, is that every time I close, it gives me goosebumps, every time a little closer, I start shaking all over ... and when I kiss ...
- Wait and ye ... kissed? I mean ... besides the party.
- Yes, a couple of times.
- He likes you.
- I think so.
- Attack.
- I can not!
- God ... you always the same.
- But it's perfect ... ... It has that voice ... so masculine and strong that whenever he speaks, I have goose bumps. It has that shape of the neck and jaw ... that drives me crazy, well marked every time I look, I have to bow my head to not wear red, or just control myself and not to throwI can not. I can not.
- Lena ... Want to tell you what happens? You're in love. Rather much in love.
- But I can not be!
- Who's stopping you?
- Four days ago, Matt was very much in love, and now, does it?
- Lena These things happen in the heart was not in charge, in addition, Matt left you, left you roll, you do not want anything ... Lena, do not think about it now, do not waste your time ... he does not deserve it, believe me. If you really wanted, I would not have left, but he did let you, and now you're totally free to do whatever the hell you want, and who the hell you want, and I think we both know what you want.
- I less than three and a half weeks here Nat ... I can not do anything.
- if you can.
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