Chapter 36: The Apartment
Santiago
I bought a small apartment so Orely and I could move in together. His wide-eyed astonishment let me know that the house is not as small as I would have said. What can I tell you? I think it is small, since I already live in a huge house that is maybe ten times bigger than this one. So let's move on. It was the only solution I had to not only be by her side, but to better ensure her safety. The second attempt to kidnap or kill her is enough to make me realize that if I don't act, I will lose her sooner or later. So no way! I see her silent and decide to say something to make her feel less tense and it worked, thankfully.
"It works for me for the pizza." she replied, taking a sip of her water.
"And what kind of pizza do you want?"
"A Mexican-style pizza."
Hmm, she knows what she wants, the little lady. In Mexico, instead of the classic tomato sauce, Mexican pizzas often use a black bean or hot salsa-based sauce, bringing an immediate touch of the country to the dish. Although Mexican pizza starts with a traditional Italian base, good pizza dough should be thin and crisp, baked to perfection. Some even incorporate mole. It sounds like a complex but tasty sauce typical of Mexican cuisine back home.
So I order one from Divina Pizza, with grilled chicken, chorizo, peppers, red onions, jalapeño, not forgetting the queso fresco and Oaxaca cheeses, which give a delicate taste and melt-in-the-mouth texture, adding an extra touch of authenticity.
"Just thinking about it makes my mouth water. I hope it arrives soon!" I growled.
"By the time the order is on its way, would you like to take a bath to freshen up? It will do you good, and there is everything you need in the dressing room next door." I suggest, and she nods.
I take her into the bedroom and show her the bathroom.
What do you think? Of course, I have planned everything. She may keep pouting, but that does not stop me from looking at her discreetly. She is simply stunning.
Her bohemian-style bun adds a touch of simplicity to her overall look. It perfectly pairs with the lightweight white mid-length summer dress that she wears with elegance.
The small floral patterns bring a sense of whimsy and femininity, while side slits offer a hint of allure that beautifully enhances her legs. The entire look is completed with flat shoes adorned with delicate white lace on top, enhancing the overall design.
"Here you go, my gorgeous, make yourself at home. You have got the towels here and the bathrobe there." I explained.
Unconsciously, my hands brush hers and our eyes meet. Being so close to her, in a matter of moments I can smell her sweet herbaceous perfume, both subtle and light. It is so pleasant. I move even closer to her, closing the little space between us to tuck a lock of her hair behind her ear, and she relents.
What the hell! Why can't I control myself when she's around me? Damn it, get a grip man!
Orely
What a lovely apartment, a real gem. With a dry throat and a bit hungry, he could not have come at a better time by offering food. And pizza on top! Without further ado, I opted for a Mexican pizza since he asked me to. Since we'll have to wait a while, a good bath is welcome. He leads me to a bedroom at the far end of the corridor, and as I push open the bathroom door, it's simply wow. A refined space where the white-painted walls create an atmosphere of serenity. I can't stop admiring the three side-by-side windows at the back of the large bathtub, illuminating the room and the smooth surfaces.
Above the bath is a small white towel, carefully spread over the rim as decoration. Next to it, a cylinder table with two glass shelves is filled with neatly rolled bath towels, each one a testament to meticulous care. The soft hues of the towels add a touch of warmth to the space, contrasting with the bright white of the walls. In a corner that does not go unnoticed by me, a superb green plant in a ceramic vase, full of life, stands out proudly. With its beautiful leaves adding a bit of nature, the plant stands out beautifully against the sobriety of the decor, bringing life and freshness to the atmosphere of the room, while softening the clean lines of the design.
However, my analysis is short-lived when Santiago comes close to me. My thoughts fade and I can hardly breathe. When his hands brush against mine involuntarily, a shiver runs through my body and a warmth rises between my legs. Then the famous scene from the bathroom in my workshop comes out in my mind. This handsome man with emerald eyes feels no discomfort in approaching me further. Putting a lock of hair behind my ear, he does not hesitate to press me closer, nuzzling his face against my neck.
Our breathing is jerky, and in an unexpectedly quick gesture, we kiss passionately. Our tongues mingle like in a fairytale ballet dance. My God, what a man! What mastery in his kisses! Unfortunately, we are interrupted by the doorbell. Santiago can't help but let out a groan of frustration, which makes me laugh inside. It takes him a long time to detach himself from my lips as his hands roam my back, reaching down to caress my firm buttocks, which he takes pleasure in squeezing. After a few minutes when the doorbell rings for the second time, he stops and catches his breath.
I don't want this kiss to end either, but I will have to wait a little. Oh heaven! Why am I like this when he's near me?
"You had better go and see," I say, looking longingly into his eyes, and he nods.
"That must be the pizza guy, I will be right back."