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Chapter 8 - Carolina
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2025-11-02 19:00:46I told myself I was just going for a walk. Stretch my legs, clear my head, maybe catch some inspiration floating around Newark’s streets. That was the line I repeated as I pulled on my coat and tucked my notebook under my arm. Not “you’re hoping to bump into a certain sarcastic firefighter.” Nope. Just a writer being studious.
The December air bit at my cheeks, sharp enough to make me bury my scarf up to my nose. Newark buzzed in that gritty, restless way I was still learning to love. Horns honked, the corner bodega’s door chimed every few seconds, and kids shouted across the street as they kicked a half-deflated soccer ball. I ducked inside the corner store myself, picked up a few basics, coffee, flour, and condensed milk. Because brigadeiro might “accidentally” happen again. My shopping bag was heavier than I’d expected when I stepped back out, notebook wedged under my arm, scarf slipping loose.
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Goose meowed like he knew exactly where we were going. The little traitor had practically climbed into his tote the second I picked up my keys, and I didn’t bother arguing. He was obsessed with her. Couldn’t blame him.By the time I reached Carolina’s building, the smell hit me before the front door even buzzed open. Not the good kind, either. It was the sharp tang of something burnt. I climbed the stairs two at a time, Goose purring like he was already entertained.Sure enough, when I reached her apartment, the smoke alarm was screeching overhead. Carolina stood in the middle of the kitchen, curls frizzing like she’d been electrocuted, fanning the oven with a notebook. A notebook. Of course.She spotted me in the doorway, cheeks flushed with both heat and embarrassment. “Don’t sa
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I woke up to a bare couch and the fading scent of him on my blanket. For a horrified half-second, I convinced myself I’d dreamt the whole thing, the laughter, the fumbling kisses, the way his weight had squished me into the cushions until I was gasping profanities in Portuguese. Then I remembered the brush of his lips on my forehead, so soft, and his mumbled promise he’d call later. Half-asleep, I hadn’t been sure if it’d been real. But the warm flutter in my chest confirmed it had.Still, the apartment felt too quiet without him. My curls were a disaster, I hurt in all the delicious and humiliating places, and the notebook on the floor loomed over me like a crime scene. I scooped it up and flipped to a blank page without thinking, then picked up my pen without hesitation. Words tumbled out like I’d lost control.The heroine smashe
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I woke to the sound of purring. Not the soft, contented rumble that usually came when Goose burrowed into the crook of my arm, but a sharp, irritated kind of buzz, like he was trying to file a complaint.Blinking against the dim winter light filtering through Carolina’s curtains, it took me a second to realize why. Goose sat perched at the edge of the couch cushion, tail flicking, golden eyes fixed on me with betrayal written all over his tiny face. His human, me, had apparently been stolen.Not by another cat. Worse. By a woman.Carolina’s curls were the first thing I noticed, wild and tangled across my chest like some soft, dark halo. The second was her leg draped lazily over mine, the weight of it pinning me in place. The third, the realization that she was still fast asleep, mouth parted slightly, breathing slow
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My apartment looked like a fashion tornado had torn through it. Clothes were flung across the bed, the chair, and even the radiator cover. I stood in the middle of the chaos, hands in my curls, muttering, “Idiota gato-homens,” like it was some prayer.This was his fault. Ace Rosario and his crooked smile, his sarcastic brooding, his kitten that purred like a little matchmaker. If Goose had stayed inside that day, I wouldn’t be here trying to decide if a black dress made me look confident or like I was going to a funeral.I tugged at the hem of said dress, frowning at my reflection in the mirror. “Too serious,” I muttered. “I’ll spill spaghetti sauce all over it, guaranteed. Also, my mom will see the pictures in my mind and yell at me for not wearing color.”The dress went flying onto the chair.
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I told myself it wasn’t a date. Just coffee, nothing more. But when we stepped back out into the cold, the air biting at our faces and her curls spilling wild in the wind, I knew damn well it hadn’t felt like nothing.Carolina hugged her notebook to her chest like it was an extra layer of armor. Her shopping bag swung dangerously from her wrist, the edge of a condensed milk can poking out like it might escape. I shoved my hands in my jacket pockets, well, one hand. The other was busy holding Goose tucked against me, his head popping out like he was the real star of the night.“Where do you live?” I asked before she could ramble us into another tangent.Her eyes widened. “Why?”“Because I’m walking you home.”
The Purrfect Love Story Chapter 8 - Carolina
I told myself I was just going for a walk. Stretch my legs, clear my head, maybe catch some inspiration floating around Newark’s streets. That was the line I repeated as I pulled on my coat and tucked my notebook under my arm. Not “you’re hoping to bump into a certain sarcastic firefighter.” Nope. Just a writer being studious.The December air bit at my cheeks, sharp enough to make me bury my scarf up to my nose. Newark buzzed in that gritty, restless way I was still learning to love. Horns honked, the corner bodega’s door chimed every few seconds, and kids shouted across the street as they kicked a half-deflated soccer ball. I ducked inside the corner store myself, picked up a few basics, coffee, flour, and condensed milk. Because brigadeiro might “accidentally” happen again. My shopping bag was heavier than I’d expected when I stepped back out, notebook wedged under my arm, scarf slipping loose.
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