A soft breeze makes the ruddy waves of Emanuele's hair flutter, and she tucks a strand behind her ear as she nervously ponders seriously the invitation from the boy in front of her.Spend the night with him...He is not ill-intentioned. Despite the more daring kisses and touches a few thousand years ago, Johnny really just wants to spend more time with the redhead, convey security to her, and do what he can to lessen her stress.The girl blinks twice before politely refusing:"Johnny, that's very kind of you.... But I'm really going to need to get back to the apartment."The boy understands. Then he approaches Emanuele and kisses her forehead before asking:"I will see you more often, won't I?""Of course you will. You don't have to worry about that. We'll just have to iron out a few details in our schedule."They talk some more, trying in vain to forget the negative events of that night. Johnny says that he lives in the neighborhood next to Emanuele's, and that he works as a waiter i
Emanuele didn't know why her face was buried in Joshua's body, nor why she was hugging him so tightly. She just felt, deep in her soul, that he desperately needed a hug.How would it be for him, a man of integrity who took his duties and relationships seriously, to hear from more than one person that his girlfriend was not exactly a good person? And what about after three years of being with this person?Joshua didn't say much about him. All she knew so far was that he had a problematic girlfriend, that he was the older brother of the real owner of the apartment, and that he was a physical education teacher. Oh, and supposedly the sick relative that Alexandra went to visit was of no concern to him, which in itself was kind of strange.Well, Emanuele said almost nothing about himself either. It was only fair that they both chose to withhold information, after all trust is something that is earned little by little.But... There she was.At that moment, the girl didn't reflect on being i
Emanuele knows that she can't be kissing Joshua. She knows that even though Thabata was a complete idiot who deserves everything bad, she was still the girlfriend of the wonderful man standing there. She knows, but simply can't care.The strong, shapely muscles made the redhead's body levitate. And the desire... The desire flowed freely through her veins.The heat that emanated from his skin was otherworldly. There was delivery in every movement of his tongue, an urgency that Emanuele didn't quite understand, but that she liked very much. This was really happening. It was not imagination!Then Joshua stops the kiss. He is panting, looking at the redhead, who also seems to be having some difficulty breathing. His eyes are shining like starlight."I'm sorry."Joshua pulls his hands away from Emanuele like someone who accidentally touches a hot pan. She can't even say anything before the headstrong man locks himself inside his own room, leaving her alone.What a jerk.The girl growls i
Johnny arrived quickly. Much faster than Emanuele could have even imagined.The girl was still in her pajamas and her eyes were swollen from crying when the doorbell rang. She had told the floor and apartment number in the call, but completely forgot to mention that the culprit was not the current owner of the apartment.When she opened the door, the first thing Jhonny did was to evaluate her from top to bottom. He was wearing jeans, a black shirt and a matching jacket. Then the boy held up both her hands and said:"Thank you for calling me. Did he do something to you? Or was it Thabata?"Before she could thank him for his kindness and the speed with which Johnny came to answer her, Joshua's bedroom door made a small click. The knob moved and the door opened, revealing the figure of the big man in shorts and still shirtless."What's going on here?" he asks."Excellent question." The newcomer's voice is deep and slightly louder than is acceptable."Please, Jhonny, calm down. He has not
She is not Emanuele's mother.But the grumpy, slightly hunchbacked, brown-eyed blonde lady with the smell of mothballs is practically identical. The redhead's wide eyes relax immediately after realizing that the Devil is not in front of her. Then she and Johnny finally enter the elevator.As they walk down to the first floor, Johnny kisses Emanuele on the forehead."I'm sorry if I woke you up," she says, leaning on the boy's body."Hey, I told you you could call me if you needed me. And you did. Don't blame yourself.""But it's eight in the morning.""Hey, it's Sunday. I'm not working today. And I told you, I'm keeping you out all day."She hugged him tightly. Johnny was a perfect gentleman, and it was very easy to feel comfortable with him. What she didn't understand, really, was why he was so gentle with her from the beginning. According to himself, Jhonny said that she looked like someone he had met.But was that a strong enough reason?The two of them crossed the street. A shy su
After the old lady left, both Johnny and Emanuele agreed to go away and take a short walk. They needed some fresh air. The little card was still in the small town girl's hand, her fingers trembling.As soon as she got to the cramped quarters, although she didn't know when, since Thabata would probably be there "talking" to her boyfriend, she would hand it over. And probably ask questions, if her sense of sense was particularly unregulated.Walking at a leisurely pace along a long, quiet sidewalk that led into one of the neighborhood parks, Emanuele was eagerly debating who that woman was and who she was talking about."Something horrible has happened. Not just with Joshua, but with Alexandra too." "And apparently Alexandra has forgiven the person who did that horrible thing.""Which turns out to be a member of their family.""That."They both get lost in their own thoughts for a few seconds, trying to put together pieces of a confusing and seemingly incomplete puzzle. The girl asks:
The ride home was painful, slow, and filled with fear, confusion, and trepidation.The horrible image was always in her mind: the poor old woman lying on the asphalt, terribly injured and unconscious. Emanuele did not want to stay to see the rescue. In fact, even before an ambulance arrived, one of the passersby threw a tarp over the body.Johnny stood pale beside her, holding her by the waist as they made their way back to the building. The idea was that they would spend the rest of the day away, but that couldn't wait.How would Joshua react? Would he remember the nanny? The card with the number given minutes before weighed like lead in the girl's purse. Now he would never be able to call her again and find out what had happened between them.But there was still one thing Emanuele could do. With or without Thabata in the apartment, with or without echoes of the nightmare appearing now and then to cloud her judgment. And that thing was to pass on to Joshua Rosita's last words. And m
The boys roll around the apartment, exchanging punches and kicks. Although she is scared and terrified, screaming for them to stop, Emanuele realizes that both of them are not beating around the bush. Apparently, both Joshua and Johnny know how to fight for real.This only makes things worse, actually, since they both know how to neutralize an aggressor. Things could get completely out of hand, I mean, more than they already were.Emanuele yells once again for them to stop, but the two do not listen. Unable to think straight, the redhead goes to the kitchen and fills a jug with water. In Porto Feliz, when stray dogs and cats would start fighting, the residents would separate them by pouring water over them.This is exactly what she does when she returns to the living room. They don't run off like puppies, but stop hitting each other and look at her, frightened and confused."For God's sake, you guys could end up killing each other! Johnny, I think you'd better go."The boy looks hurt