Chapter Thirteen

Looking away from Marco, she felt her heart sink and tears cloud her visions. Closing her eyes she dropped her hands off his body causing him to notice her distaste.

He was a player, she had seen him bang a lady on his front desk and lastly a Di Martino they got no hearts.

Marco watched as she looked back at him, he hadn't shifted a bit from his position so they were still close.

Her eyes portrayed pain and held tears " Mariana " he whispered now this is what he was so afraid of, her reaction was starting to make him regret  kissing her yet it was something he didn't want to forget or feel guilty about.

The door creaked making him pull away from her in a rush, staring at the doctor who smiled there way.

"Well Marco all I can tell you is that she can go home now and needs more rest  don't stress her out, oh and about what you asked me; she can definitely talk whenever she wants "

This ticked off Mariana, her hands balled in to fist. H