"Your kiss tastes like Saturday night, tastes like a warm bed, a favorite series, and buttered popcorn. It tastes of delay, of calm, of staying a little longer. Everything about you has this taste, of wanting more, and I want, more today, a little more tomorrow and if it can come for the rest of my life, come. "
Later that night, everyone is already asleep when two stones are thrown into Athena's room. The girl gives a simple but passionate smile, for she knew it was her beloved...
She slowly gets up, opens the big blue window of her room, and he climbs the small wall, climbing up the small balcony, and enters her room through the window.
— Sorry, I needed to see you! — The boy's mouth curves into a wide smile, more breathless after his brief ''climb''.
She closes the curtains, and before he can speak, he takes his calloused hands from his hard labor as a bricklayer and without further ado, approaches her.
Their lips touch as she sighs, he puts his hand on her waist and as he feels their sweet lips on each other, the kiss becomes more intense. Sebastian takes her hair and his fingers between them.
The redhead pushes him away. — Sebastian! — She speaks firmly. — You said you had something important to tell me, you know I don't like playing with fire, you know that such things for me only afterwards.
She sits down on the bed, making him give in a little. Athena was firm with the idea of sex only after marriage, which Sebastian agreed with...
He looks at her with his shoulders down, and interrupts her by saying: — Of marriage, I know, I know! — he puts his hands together and looks up at the ceiling. - Yes, you're right, Teninha! I'm sorry, okay? — He says approaching her, then he kneels in front of her. — What I have to say is that today I resigned, because I agreed to work for Mr. Stefan... Our lives will change my love!
He kisses her hands, with a happy boy's smile, as Athena liked to describe his smile, when he was happy. She looks at him silently and strokes his chin.
— But my love, this is great! But why do you think our life will change? — she asks, raising her red eyebrows.
— Everyone who works for your Stefan is successful, he is the richest man on this whole island, and I'm going to start as a security guard, but what he offered me is twice as much? — The boy notices movement at the door, so the brown doorknob of the room turns.
He throws himself on the floor quickly, and Athena remains motionless and her eyes go wide, it was her grandmother asking if everything was alright, because she had heard a noise while getting up to get a glass of water.
The lady was a light sleeper. Athena says no, everything is fine! Her grandmother bids her good night and closes the door saying good night.
The girl holds back her laughter and then Sebastian comes out from under the bed, laughing.
— I think you'd better go. — The redhead said with a smile plastered on her freckled face.
Oh how Sebastian loved those freckles, he told her, her skin was drawn by stars, she had art on her skin... He kisses her slowly and goes out the window.
She looks at him leaning out the window and feels her heart warm with love, beating strongly, it always beat when she saw him, it was impossible to control, he releases kisses as he walks backwards feeling the cold wind of the Greek nights.
Little did he know that this decision would change the rest of their lives?
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On the other side of the isle, in the sunny morning of Santorini Pietro wakes up to the door of the hotel room he's staying in having loud knocks, the knocks rattling the door.
— Coming, coming! — He says loudly putting on his white hotel robe, he opens the door and rolls his eyes.
It was Amanda Sanches, his ex, his agent and now his best friend! She was not a villain, much less a young girl, she was a loving and devoted mother, and said that her karma was that Pietro was a watchman!
— What's on your mind? — she asks with her cell phone in her left hand, and her jaw dropped. — You didn't answer a call, Juventus called me and said you didn't go to training, and you asked for vacation? What does this mean? — She looks at him with fire in her eyes, and believe me, if she had fire there, she would burn him?
— I had to come here, he scratches his beard, —Listen, you remember that girl from Agnes Vilar's party, he looks into her eyes and pulls his robe tighter.
She crosses her arms. — What? Of course not, if I had room to remember all the women you sleep with, there wouldn't be room left to remember anything else. — She gives an ironic smile.
He takes a deep breath, ignores her irony, and puts his hands together. — She is pregnant, and I am going to be a father. — He smiles broadly.
She gives a forced laugh, looks down and continues laughing loudly, she can't believe it and says between giggles. — I didn't know you were so naïve as to fall for the belly scam. — He moves his cell phone and unlocks it.— I'll call Denis and tell him I found you and we're on our way back.
He takes the cell phone from her hands, and raises his eyebrows in irritation. —Didn't you hear what I said? I'm staying, after all we're on break, and I like being with her, since the night of the party and between you and me, I haven't taken a vacation in three years... He turns off her cell phone.
Amanda crosses her arms and says with a closed face:
— No, and it's not for you, but for her, poor thing!
— What? Amanda, don't you understand that this could be my chance to have a family? — he asked, gesturing with his hands, his face closed as he looked at her, his eyes pleading with her to find a way for him to stay.
— Pietro, let's face it, it won't last, you know, I had the advantage because I always knew you were a womanizer with self-sabotaging tendencies, and she'll soon find out.
He takes his friend's shoulder, picks up his cell phone, and looks into his eyes.
— Have you ever thought that I can change? — He points his arms out to the sides. — Being a chicken is not who I am, and no, it's not a scam, I like her, I don't know, whenever I'm around I feel good, he looks down. — Amanda, please, just give me two days, and I'll go back to Italy! — He brings his left hand to the back of his neck.
— Do you know how many years I've been hearing this? I'm going to change Amanda, I'm going to change, and it's the same old litany, I've graduated, I'm married. — She shouts.— I had kids and you're still the same, and yes maybe I treat you like a child more, because maybe you always act like one. — She takes a deep breath.
She shakes her head, and walks to the bedroom door, she rests her hands on the doorknob and before she opens it to leave she. — Pietro I only want your good, and since I wanted to believe you will change, she shakes her head — If she's a good girl, back off! I think we already know how this is going to end...
Pietro walks back and forth with his hand on his head, feeling pressure in his body and heart. But, he knew that Amanda was not at all wrong, he knew that there was a chance that if something happened between the two of them Cybele would get hurt.
However, something in her gaze, that look held him, that smile beamed him with joy, so he is beamed with joy when he sees a notification from Cibele, she says in the message:
[Cybele: Ok, I accept your dinner tonight! We need to be colleagues at least :) ]