¿VAMOS A LA CENA?

Alana

My mouth he goes urgently to look for his, and I lose myself in sensations, while his hands caress my back. I need to stop, I can't go on, I'm confused, after all I'm the one who said about hanging out as friends. Friends don't kiss each other on the mouth, do they? I break the kiss, and place my hands on his chest. We face each other, and I confess that I'm once again lost in his gaze, I don't know what to do, I just turn my face away. He seems to understand, walks away, and before he says anything, I open the door and walk out.

A few days passed after that meeting, and I ended up giving up on the picnic. Raúl called me several times, some times I answered , and others, I let the phone ring. Every time he called me, an invitation to dinner was present in his speech, and after much thought, I accepted.

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On the way to the restaurant, a silence settled between us, and I confess once again that I feel a little lost, and disappointed in myself.

When Raúl told me he was in love