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iese infected, or simply to pretend that there was never any physical contact between them.
- The one that seems to be sleeping at the door of our house are you, what are you doing here so early Fabiola? - Asked barely move or show interest in the young.
- came to see you ... see Lena. - He said it corrected at the time. - What are you doing? - Looking at the clouds. - Replied the American, playing again with the ring, moving from one finger to another at a rate of stroke. Faster and faster. - Are you going now? - Asked the newcomer to see how James got up there and solmenaba feet a little wet before sheathed in flip-flops. - Yes. - He replied before leaving the girls. Cfter that's the signal. He had all his hair disheveled, and wearing the queue had been destroyed before having been there so long pitch by moving as much. But it was worth it. If he closed his eyes still remembered the hands of James in her hair, and again another chill ran through his body. He raised his hands to his head to remake the high ponytail, with a smile on his face. - Why are you so happy? - Once again the voice of the Italian returned to her from her daydreaming, as I had done many times, returning to earth, the real world ... now it was not just James who had in mind, but also how to tell Fabiola. - ... Wait ... - said it was becoming a bit more serious. - Have you havesaid? God knew that Jean was not going to endure, if it is a big mouth, everything counts. What have you done? Did you call?
The American was left with face not be getting anything. He gave another turn to his rubber hair, and shook a little queue to fluff her hair.
- Pardon?
- What Rome. This week. Three days. Does the hotel? - As Fabian was talking more expensive to be put Lena understanding less and less. - ... ... I have not said anything?
- Not what you're talking about.
- Great! - Exclaimed the Italian giving clapping. - I thought my brother had told you something now, is very excited about this trip. And who knows ... one of the rooms is a double bed, just so you use. - He andflute tourist route, just like we did to James. Well, we thought of going to the same hotel. It's nice and cheap, and has a good layout of the rooms. All in one.
Lena stood for a moment stopped, thinking that finally he had said. His partner was in the same position, doing so is not missed even a single ray of sunlight, and that all were to stop his skin.
- Does everyone in the same room?
- Yes. - Replied the Italian super quiet, even without opening his eyes. - It's a room that has two. That is, you go and there is a bathroom, and left a room with a bed, and right, one with four beds. Well ... really three, but we will manage tofourth person. - He got off the ground with an agile leap and looked from above. - I have a huge desire! Do not you? Well, I'll tell the guys. James warns you to please is sure to love the idea. One day, one day we will. Okay? - So much information so fast that Lena could only shake his head in the affirmative while trying to process everything. The Italian took his bag, and blew a kiss to the air in the direction of Lena, and walk out with an air of perfect model, but as natural as ever, and was Fabiola. Lena
sat there, trying to think. Is it going tomorrow? How many days? How? What? Who had actually asked if I wanted to ...?
- Have you been? - Asked James toabout nine to the pool area, with a handful of nuts on hand.
- Rome. - She said, leaning back again to see the clouds and sky.
- No, I'm James. And you Lena. - Answered, joked. - Peanuts?
- Roma ...
- Well, now we know that you know the capital of Italy, where we go to the next issue of conversion? - Said he sat at his side. She sat up a little, and fixed his gaze on a grass that was floating in the pool.
- The next issue is Rome. We're going. Morning.
- Yes? - He said as he pulled into the air one of those fruits to try to score in his own mouth. - I did not know you wanted to go.
- We'll all have thought of Fabiola. In and says ...and calmly to what he might say.
- When are we going?
- Tomorrow. Morning. - She said picking up one of the shirts and unfold, to re-fold.
- Aham. - Said he nodded. - What you're doing the suitcase? - He said smiling.
- Yes. That then I get lazy.
- And what have you been?
- Want to know what's in my suitcase James? Lies! Not if I can be three days and ... Hide Fabiola. - Answered her nerves, as in a daring attack.
- Then tell them. - Said he's as calm. He approached her and got into the bag of the girl one of the shirts that had bent over the bed.
- What you say? No quil.
- You. And she. She and you.
- Jealous? - Asked him to show a friendly face.
- I've never been so. - Lena replied, folding his arms.
- So? Tell me, what happens?
He, as usual, was quick to stop talking his partner, forced to hide it with a kiss.
- ... Some day this will not take effect, you know? - Said she and her lips and looking into his eyes with a small smile.
- But during the operation, I will continue using it. Are you going to do this too? - Asked the boy to see a small pink panties with tiny tulle shades at the seams. She grabbed and pulled the inside of the cabinet. - I guess something will have to bear, do not imagine you in co plancommand. - He said he looking up and down. She remained silent a few seconds, staring at the inside of the bag. Breath.
- I think the best will be to stop doing this. - She said she clenched her eyes closed, holding his breath after the bomb had released.
- Agreed. Follow you with the suitcase. See you in the kitchen at mealtime. - Said the guy posing as his hand and walking towards the door.
- No James. - She said turning towards him. - I mean ... this. What was supposed to be doing.
- Your suitcase? - Asked him, knowing that the girl was not referring to that.
- James! Besarnos!
- But, we're good. - He said taking a few stepsechármelo spués face, is a little twisted?
She was silent a moment.
- Watch Lena, God knows that I like, and much, but try to understand you and sometimes I just going crazy. A few days tremble when I'm around, your knees have their own life, we kiss, come to my room, and then try to throw me into the arms of Fabiola. And now ... we were fine morning, she comes out and you've completely changed his mind again.
- A Fabiola likes you, and do not want to hurt him.
James gave a small laugh in derision.
- Do not you think it's a little late for that now, Lena?
- Only two weeks left us, and I do not want embarrassed.
- So, I prefer to mess with Fabiola, "ands that? I have no problem, I do want to pass the two-week stay in Italy I like his Siamese.
- From what I see, it was going to cost any jobs.
- Lena, what can I say? When I arrived in Italy for the first time we met, I loved it, and repeated each time he came back to visit my grandparents. But time passes, people change, it has changed, and I also. It is not the same. What about kissing? Sorry Lena, I might not go away. I regret that I will like it as much as you say, but it's not my fault. I know you came here to enjoy, to learn, and be relaxed holiday, but I think we both know there is something. And I Fabiola not interest me at all for anything else, and you do. - Again, got otraising a sarcastic tone of his eyebrows.
- Lena, like you, and I like you. Is that I do not quite see where the problem you have. What would you like to Fabio? Want to talk to her?
- Have you stayed together this week! How do you think will suit you say "Fabi, look, I do not like ... not really what happened to me, maybe it's that I was

clip? I do not think you were going to sit too well.
- Do not think about it. You now do the suitcase and relax. I promise I'll talk to her, I'll fix it, and everything will be fine. We're going to have fun in Rome Lena, you'll see. - James approached her and to her surprise, it was not a kiss on the mouth but on the cheek, making a new cold wave of thehead to foot travel.