Gold Card

I looked around and it felt more like a hidden resort. There were huge trees around giving an appearance of fairy tales to that place, I had loved.

There were several flowers, which I had noticed to be common in that place, should be some kind of climbing rose. And it was even more beautiful to have several of them there.

In addition to the large green and beautiful trees that surrounded the whole place, there were still several of those climbing roses of different colors. For a moment, I felt like I was entering paradise.

There was a very big noise, everyone was talking at the same time, but unlike me they were not happy. Some said, "it’s too hot here," another said, "the Internet doesn’t get here". What a bunch of suckers, I thought.

How could they find fault in a place so beautiful and so full of peace. If I could live there forever.

"Did you like it, mia?" asks Filipe and that’s how I remember being close to him.

I stare at him and see sparkle in his gaze and I’m sure the same sparkle is also in mine. We were both connected, connected together with that environment.

"I loved it, Mio". I answer and see that beautiful smile appear and for a moment, I feel my soul being illuminated.

I return the nickname, just to see how Philip would react. After all, if I was his automatically Philip was also mine.

We hadn’t talked about it yet and I think it would take a long time to happen, but I was feeling something good. A good thing that grew every day.

"Beware". Philip speaks calling my attention and making me stare at him confused. " I may get used to it". Ends with a smile.

My God, what smile! What would I do to deal with that smile that moved me to the point of sinking into a sea of roses? My God. My God and my God.

That feeling was too wonderful and I could photograph, would hang on the wall of my room, to see constantly. Back to reality, people were already entering the hotel.

It was a place full of plants and flowers, leaving the atmosphere filled with peace. Everyone was taking the hotel cards and it was my turn.

"Here you are, miss, have a nice stay!" An employee, very cute, tells me offering the card and being polite.

"I’m sorry, but I still haven’t chosen the room I’m staying in and also the value of the day". I say returning the card.

"Accept!" Philip came after me with that hoarseness, again scaring me.

"I will not accept anything from Fernando, if he is not careful I will throw him in the pool and watch, while I drink champagne with strawberries". I talk to Filipe getting red with anger just remember him, who was just meters away.

"Wow, angry. My favorite kind!" Philip talks approaching me and putting a goofy smile on his face.

"Go plant potatoes, Filipe". I speak without patience for your bad jokes.

"But don’t worry, it wasn’t Fernando who paid for the rooms". He says getting serious again.

"And who was it then?" I ask, even wondering what the answer would be.

"Wedding gift". Philip replies rolling his eyes. " Actually my aunt said I should repay the beating I gave him somehow and her little friend chose this resort. So 1 point for me, 0 for Fernando and 1 point for Vídia. Your little friend knows how to extort". Philip speaks looking at Vídia from afar, who was laughing, with his eyes closed.

"You deserved it". I speak now calling your attention. " Not about Fernando, I regret not letting you hit him a little more". I speak and this makes Filipe laugh. "I’m talking about my friend, she is amazing and deserves the good and the best".

I speak watching from afar as I laugh at Fernando, apparently in a fun conversation. The only times I saw Fernando smile, he was with my friend. That’s why I believed in your feelings, and that’s why I’m not throwing Fernando in the pool.

"Here and go". Philip speaks handing me a card.

I watch and see that mine is blue and his is golden. I look at it strange, already predicting some inequality.

"Why is yours golden?" I ask pointing to her card.

Philip looks at his card and then at me, seeing that I have a nagging beak.

"Why gold is for big people, mia". Philip replies with a laugh.

I roll my eyes and reach out. My leg hits the ground several times, demonstrating my anxiety about having it in my hands.

"I want one like yours". I speak and cross my arms, lifting my head to look him right in the eyes.

Filipe looks at me and runs his hands through the strands of hair, messing them up slightly, but making him even more beautiful. Filipe crosses his arms and looks at me as if I were a child of 3 years.

"The golden card is not for Giulia rooms, it is VIP entry in other places'. Filipe responds without looking me directly in the eyes.

I stare at him confused, but soon I begin to understand what Philip was trying to say.

"So now I get it all". I talk crossing my arms and facing him in anger. " We just did things in your car, but it’s not enough. You still need to go to some whorehouse to empty out. I speak with ignorance, no matter my tone.

"Mia, for God’s sake, is not that". Philip speaks quickly and looking around, agonized that I am speaking his evils to God and the world. " That just gives you access to all the bars and a party there’s gonna be tonight, satisfied to know?"

Philip had pulled me into a corner and said everything down, looking at me angrily.

"Everything is great". I answer with a beautiful smile.

I pull the collar of his shirt and put our lips. Philip holds me against the wall, joining our bodies and making us warm. I begin to pass my nails lightly over his neck, because I knew that Philip liked.

We kissed so much and explored each other’s bodies so much, we stopped panting. Staring and laughing together. It was interesting how much intensity we had, it was almost about meeting partner souls.

"What time is the party?" I ask watching the card closely.

I had taken from the hand of Philip during the kiss, who only realized it when he saw it in my hand.

"What ugly mia, did you just manipulate me?" she asks staring at me with her arched eyebrow, but still staring at me with desire.

"Yes and you fell like a duckling". I speak and start laughing.