ng across the nape of my neck. And everything was alright again. More than alright. Perfect even.
Now I can’t fight the temptation to turn over and get a look at her while she sleeps, so I slowly roll over to my other side, being careful not to jostle her too much. For one second, it seems like she might wake up from my movement, but I still my body, and she merely readjusts herself, throwing her leg over my thigh before resettling.
I lay in her arms studying every line and curve of her face in the early morning light. From her defined brow, to her straight, strong nose, to her slightly-parted, full lips. And I’m transfixed by those lips. I can’t help but remember everything those lips did last night. How they covered every inch of my skin. How they ven matter, because either way, I think I could happily spend the rest of my life like this.
But unfortunately time doesn’t completely stop for the convenience of two lovers. The rest of the world doesn’t just disappear when someone falls in love. I turn my head to peer at the clock on my nightstand.
7:30am. I have to be in to work by 10, and there’s going to be so much that I’ll need to deal with. I'll have to talk to my father...and Gonzalo. I sigh at the thought. “Pepa?”
“Hmm?” “I think we should tell my father what happened last night.”
“You think he needs to know that I took his daughter to bed and gave her the best orgasms of her life?”
“No!” I punctuate this with a swat to her ass and she chuckles. “I’m going to tell him what happend during the stake-out. I don’t think it’s something we can hide.”
She pushes herself up and moves her body to lay at my side, and I turn so that we’re once again face-to-face.
“
Vale
,” much to my shock, she’s quick to agree, “if you think that’s the best plan, that’s what we’ll do.”
“I just think it’d be irresponsible and dangerous not to…”
“And you don’t think it was irresponsible and dangerous to go on the stake-out in the first place?” “Well, yes!” I say, my voice rising with a bit of ire. “But,
somebody
convinced me to go!”erceived slight was certainly enough to keep Antonio quiet about Cristina’s involvement. Once she had gotten into a spare change of clothing, she walked back down the hall towards the rear exit.
As she reached the door, she took a deep breath and swung it open. The older man was still lying in a heap in the alleyway…and so she yelled to get someone’s attention.
“That fucking bitch,” Antonio spit out one last time, dropping the bag of ice on the table and bringing his hand up to feel the large knot that had formed. “Tsss...” he inhaled through his teeth at the pain.
“So you ready to talk? Want to tell me what the fuck happened?” Julio questioned sternly, taking a chair across from his uncle and brother. Miguel had been sitting in the room all the while, patiently listening to Their uncle go off on tirades Cursing, belying historical historical anger meek appearance.
"I Went out for a cigarette," I of course Did not mention anything about Christina, "and flesh out That bitch just hit me from nowhere to over the head ... What She Was not sure using, But It Was heavy ... and I her recognized. I Recognized the bitch ... " " You Went out for a cigarette and a woman eating out of nowhere and knocks you out with Something heavy for no reason? "It was Apparent by Julio's tone of voice Believe That He Did not remove the story, But He Was willing to let it go for now to get at the MOST important detail. "So, Who Was she?"
"One of the new dancers ... Alicia, the One That up the bag of ice to press it against his temple that was throbbing once again with the force of his exclamations.
“Luis!” Julio ordered with a sharp cry.
“
Sí, Señor
?” A short, bearded man promptly let himself into the room.
“I want to you to find everything you can on Alicia…?”
“Gómez,” Antonio finished for him.
“Alicia Gómez. It seems she was the one responsible for my uncle’s state here, and I want to find out why.”
“
Sí, Señor.
”
“And I want the results in two hours, you hear me? I don’t want to waste any time in case she’s already trying to run or something equally as stupid.” Julio and Miguel rose from their seats. Miguel readjusted his suit jacket and Julio wiped some imaginary lint from his sleeve. Luis, meanwhile, excused himself from the room with a curt nod, certain that he would be able to find anything and everything one possibly could about this ‘Alicia Gómez’. ______________________________________________________________________
The redhead exited the building, pulling her sunglasses down over her eyes and the brunette was soon to follow, locking the door behind her. He watched as the taller of the two grabbed the other’s hand to pull her into a short embrace. They stood talking to one another before the brunette handed the keys over, and he started his car.
‘Alicia Gómez’ and ‘Mar Pérez’�
right, I Thought with a scoff. I still fucking pissed how Remembers He Was When Luis returned with the information Showing That Were the two in fact-new dancers with the San Antonio cops precinct. María José Miranda and Silvia Castro, I've got you now. The Women
leisurely strolled over to a parked car, climbing in and Eventually taking off down the street. Antonio Castillo wasn't far behind. I Remained a safe distance away When They pulled up to Another apartment building, the brunette unfolding her long body out of the passenger's side. I have observed her lean back in, But I Could not remove make out What Was Happening. Soon, the brunette closed the door and the car pulled away a minute later. He Did not trail the car
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