Alicia IParte

The nights Kika Friday and I after work checking out for a drink at a bar that was about fifteen minutes, we took us over half an hour to get quietly walk talking about the work of what had happened in that week and what we would ask to do the weekend, of course we had to have Alberto, but his neck had problems.

The atmosphere was wet not only to live near the sea but because the rain to act presence almost every day of the year, but when the sun came out filled all in an incredibly beautiful light, the rain did not bother me, not depressed me, it was not something that made me feel bad as I had told everyone when I told them to go to live here. We stopped at all the small posts was September and had put a flea market where you could buy food or things crafts, so the road seemed more construmbre lake also ate something in a place so upon arrival we ordered beers.

Kika was as tall as I had blonde hair but dyed it dark mahogany, she said with color hair and blue eyes like a silly girl she liked to be around very aggressive, not only in their way of being, but in their relationships outside with friends or work with their ideas even if you believe something strongly debated as an authentic, no or very few people to shade in a debate, provided it was an issue that she liked.

He had a clean look, his eyes were not overly large but enough to see the deep blue lake in them, pale complexion and lips shaped heart, liked to dress a little dick that’s why I think of him her hair, we met in college we are both marine biologists, we are in a group that studies the life of animals, plants and other organisms that live in the ocean.

In our working group we were not more than six, it was a privilege to tell me to finish the race, and most lived to come to a place where the sea is so close. And to be with my friend a great satisfaction.

Look at that group there, not brown that you like, Kika said nonchalantly.

If I’ve told you called Isaac, only it makes me nervous to see you there in the background. The replied giving me around to not see.

If it’s okay, he said. When you’re going to say, oh I forgot that you’re not one of those. Commented ironically.

If you know full well that I can not, let it be. I get angry.

I went to the bathroom leaving her standing there a little reluctantly, I knew immediately it would talk to someone, she was like.

To look in the mirror, I looked into his eyes seeing a stranger, but I was, my brown hair like my eyes were not anything special, I had decided to go to cut my hair was very upset when we were diving, and I remembered I had long had short hair and was prettier than this mane, would go to Alberto to see he could do with me, it was rather thin for my mother too, and she my father hardly spoke, told me sometimes he was a singer who came to give a concert, which was a trader other, or it was just a tourist, I would imagine a hippie who had come to sell his paintings artisans articles or why I did not like my . I will imagine making love on the beach between fires, joints of marijuana and songs played with a little guitar, that if all dressed in white, singing the traditional songs “make love, not war”.

I liked to be honest with myself and not fool thinking as attractive as the boy would notice me, why do not I smiled wryly, saw Isaac one evening I went to buy magazines, I wanted to look at some ideas to finish decorating the home magazines looking thinking “if I had all that space would have no problem,” a voice behind me was strong.

You seek something I can help you.

I turned him look, tall, strong, dark, green eyes seemed to miss my degree, and maybe a smile able to tune the legs of a good athlete.

Thanks, he was watching. Buy some magazines, I did not know if I would be helpful or not but I was there ready to take what was included at the newsagent.

Later talking to Alberto told me that his father was the owner of the kiosk that just missed him a hand when the man could not, he and another guy who was not quite remember had an architecture, on the edge “very modern” commented as if I knew her mother combed her hair in the salon, who was single and had two brothers. So being single and not having a girlfriend was what interested me.

Leaving the bathroom you can see Kika talking to a group of people I did not want anything to go there, so I headed to the bar to order a drink.

‘I served the magazines. Again that sweet voice sounded behind me not if I wanted to turn around or think it was a déjà&aggravate; vu.

You remember that, I smiled.

If clear, my name is Alicia Isaac you are. He said this with such determination that seemed to have cast a Master about me.

If I am, I will try to order something.

-Tell me what you want? His voice was strong, but I heard him say that he had not heard enough. Her body advancement pair to repeat the phrase, then I could smell her scent, my feet stuck to the ground as if they were chewing gum on asphalt, for the rest of the body was kept standing there. And I said almost in a pleading tone.

A bottle of water, thanks.

We watched as requested in the bar and as he approached me with the drinks a beer for himself and water for me.

Ago-how long you live here. Continued talking to me, I could not believe I was interested or just wanted to be nice. I liked that so much had already been so few men who would have liked.

-From Earlier this year, it was for January. I live very near here in a house. I came here to give any explanations.

I live in the suburbs and incredibly still with my parents, laughed.

If you like, that’s wrong.

-The Truth is that my parents have a big field and there I have built a small house near but not together. I’m just going to my parents’ house when my brother comes, I like to be together.

If it should be fun having brothers. I do not have.

-If it’s a shame. He said as he finished drinking his beer.

In an instinctive act look at the clock, he realized, and looked me in the eye in a way that I thought I would triggered heart.

‘Well I see it’s late and you came with your friends, see you another day. That horror. He was not saying goodbye to me, and I did not want it that way, talk to deseba longer be together.

If I came with my friend, Kika but I see that this is probably busy debating an issue and I do not want to go. I think I’m going to home. See if left airy

Okay you told me you live here close do you want to go with you

-Would be great. I’ll tell Kika see you at the door.

Leaving already there, handsome was not the word, wonderful cheesy, does not like but it was waiting for me, walked slowly, he spoke of his work, who are working he and his partner, Fran that was his name if later or earlier you find out everything planned to make a few schools in the north of Brazil, who was there all summer, how nice it is the Amazon on many things, seemed to like talking and talking, I loved hear his voice sounded in my ears like a lullaby ever wanted enfacitar when something touched my arm to stop me and telling me things still looking into my eyes at that moment my heart stopped forgot to breathe. I wanted the way out longer than lose me, but it was not arrived, the small wooden fence that separated the garden of my house was there.

‘Here we are.

‘I have let you talk all the way, I’m rude.

Not for nothing I liked all those stories about your trip, I hope you have more.

If the truth is that if we see another day anyway. And I came over to give me two kisses on my cheeks which henceforth would not touch any water or hand, watched him marching down street as we had come.

It was ridiculous to feel that way as a teenager and was 27, the odd affair had still remembered Jose Antonio handsome blond but with some problems out with one girl, that I did not care because I was in love with him but there came a time the curtain opened and I saw everything more clearly. Where would we get? Nowhere sometimes she sent an e-mail to tell him that I’m fine and I simply answered “a kiss for you also to where you like best of” that’s his way of saying that everything is fine.But now Isaac felt things that I never thought and feeling, I looked in his arms, I really liked.

The house where the purchase four months lived before coming to live in it, from the first moment I fell in love with her, it was an attached but not such great but little over two floors, a small garden both behind and in front, my neighbor with whom I share partition is called Joaquina a widow with big breasts and black perpetual’ve all assumed it was the death of her husband, but then told me Alberto never saw live with any man, say that is a lie who never married. He was never a great neighbor to noise, when I always went to donuts a few. It bothered that much when we pull work from home for all, floors, walls, windows, rebuilt the house in full.Leave downstairs one diaphanous site, there is the living room, the dining room, the kitchen, upstairs two bedrooms and a bathroom, in case came my mother to see me, but so far there had been lucky.

Of course my whole house was white and the wall that overlooks the backyard put a large window for light to enter, sit and read while rain is wonderful, and take to put heating as these old houses lack a good stove Joaquina told me. Any other color but white seemed the most appropriate and suits my nature. I went to the bathroom to wash up my pajamas, a very nice set Kika had given me for my birthday.

The morning was sunny, Kika mobile call to tell him about last night, though I reserve some detail, tell her to go out shopping, we would be in the afternoon to go to the movies and a very cute restaurant (as I said Alberto) who had opened, the truth is we had to do fifteen kilometers but no matter, it would be very funny.

Walking without any direction is something that has always fascinated me put on my sunglasses and mp3 and went, I saw people around me speaking or waving for no reason, people who knew of all life, go to see some books, watch some dvd for ladies night on Wednesdays we met almost always in my house three Kika, Alberto and I to see these films to mourn, many nights were left to sleep, talking about things, crying , laughing.

I sat on a bench to watch my purchases with the sun hitting me on wanting to face that lasted more homesick, no cloud that take my sunshine, when a shadow cover my sun. It took me a moment to see clearly again, I remove the hulls could still hear background music.

I see you want to take all the sun. The voice was his, Isaac

No, I leave a little for you. I said patting the seat so that he learns to me. What are you doing for here?

No, he went for a walk, no more.

No, are you persecuting me think. And the two do not burst out laughing

If you caught me. His laughter sounded like music from my mp3 and I felt a little happiness.

I realized I did not want to change that moment for anything, being there sitting beside him, the sun on my face, I could ask for more, it would have been very selfish on my part. So the two stood still sitting together as friends, as a couple. You could tell that neither wanted to break the ice first.

We keep walking, I said almost whispering. At one point I stood up, looked at me as if to say by there or thereabouts.

I like walking without direction, I said, but if you want we can go for a drink.

Sounds good, I know a site nearby. And we started walking, I did not care to know where, wanted no one who was with him, he had no luck with my previous relationships perhaps because they made me feel as Isaac made me feel.

We arrived at a bar by what had happened a thousand times with my friends but never walk, was small but very shovel, greeting waiter with a hand when he saw us in, we immediately take note, brought us some cold beers with a good helping of fried fish, we talked about a lot of things the people, of the people who lived there, my work, my friends. It was late, not because I was walking towards my house.

Well we’ve come. Separate me not want him yet. And ask timidly Do you want to spend? I do not answer but his gaze, his wonderful smile let me see it was a statement.

Well it is not that big but for me is enough. As I said apologetically. I’ll leave this. Do you want a coffee or something

If it is warm, very white.

If the truth is that I thought that here there were many sunny days, I really like. Le said while preparing coffee. I saw him walking around the room looking at my books and stuff my photographs, curiously, I did not care, I could not take it anymore my butterflies were clamoring to be released from my body.

You want it I alone or with milk

-Only, Your collection of interesting books, read everything.

I have time, remember not to work in the evenings, my social life is not very busy. Le said as I approached with coffee.I put careful not to show how nervous I was, not to give the hand to warm the cup, he picked it up very carefully putting on the table. I look into your eyes, I took my hands, it was such a sweet gesture, put my hands so I could see my observing palms as if to leérmelas, I approached her placing a kiss on them lips, you can feel his lips touching the , the moisture from your breath in them, my breath froze, my whole body also did not want to move, not a muscle, looked at me with a smile leaving my hand on his face, brushed my fingers to his lips, feeling his breathed on them, rubbing his cheek the harsh rasp of his beard, could not stop looking at him, when he grabbed my waist with both hands, there was no space between our bodies could feel at my chest, her wonderful smell, was sweet while smelled of wet wood in the forest, wanted to look at the green of her eyes, seeing them so close now that he ever pressed me closer to his body, his lips were on mine, they feel the heat was incredible , I had to drop my butterflies so I answered his kiss with uncontrolled passion, let me bring no more, what was beyond my house did not care, it was not important, did not exist.