Chapter 9

“Love is a promise, love is a memory, once given it will never be forgotten, never let it go.” — John Lennon.

Camila shivered, looking at Eduardo. He looked like the devil, but a terribly hot devil fully dressed in black. His eyes locked with hers in an attractive, magnetic way. His lips curved into a smile.

Oh God, this is so weird. Will Eduardo drink from my body? This is so humiliating! What is he doing here anyway? This is not a very popular bar.

She was still quiet so she wouldn't spill the tequila on her belly button. The girls shouted with enthusiasm, danced, laughed and laughed more. But Chris Ethwood didn't find this situation amusing at all. He was frowning and shaking his head, next to Eduardo.

-Go! Go! Go! Go! His friends started screaming.

Camila wanted to say “wait a minute”, but without any warning, Eduardo licked the salt from her abdomen in a slow and sensual way. The heat of his tongue and his caress made her gasp in shock, as if a hundred thousand volts of electrici