The talked about Miguel was somewhere in the custody of the woman he loved. Anna was surprised to see Miguel in her house during the cold evening.
She hastily jumped on him and pulled him into an embrace until he begged to be spared. "I miss you, amore," Anna said smiling from ear to ear as she invited him in.
Miguel took off his shoes and held her hand as she led him to her bedroom. He took off his jacket and sat on the chair opposite her bed tiredly. "It was a long ride to your house. I'm exhausted." He said with a tired expression on his face.
"It must be tiring," Anna said seductively as she walked behind him, wrapping her arms around his neck, and breathing in his ears. "It's worth it, right?" She asked, her voice barely audible.
Miguel nodded his head in affirmation. "It is, An." He smiled, taking off a pack of cigarettes from his pocket but Anna stopped him from lighting it.
