THE BALLERINA SECRET LOVE
Part 95's. Antigua 4
I'm not sure of him clearly. Even though he tried to come here. Moreover, his mother would be very difficult to approve us.
"You can't accept Matthew. Promise me."
I look at it with a smile. She doesn't want me to be Matthew's girlfriend. It's also true that if he doesn't come here, I'm probably going to vote for Matthew.
"Yes well." I finally agreed to that because he tried to get here.
"We're still friends, aren't we."
"Yes we're still friends."
I don't know how to deal with my own feelings, but my heart feels so happy right now, he's following me here, you're thinking of someone and suddenly he comes in front of you.
We took a long walk down the beach with him holding my hand without me to refuse. It felt like it was pounding, my lips extended a happy smile and we talked like old friends who missed each other.
He took me to sit in a chair with him, I had to hold back the memories that had just come up with our closeness. I've been tempted to think about it so often, now that she shows up here, the urge to fall into her arms is unbearable.
I hugged him, the gift of our meeting. My heart raced as I hid my face in his chest. I know he saw me because his embrace of me became tighter.
"Why are you lying to yourself. You want us to be together, too." If there is no problem with his mother, I have already agreed to his request.
"I just love being sheltered by you." If he thought he was already forty, our lifespan was quite far. When I saw him I thought he was the one I could count on, a feeling I had someone like Big Brother. I don't have a brother or a father, and I think I have someone more mature
Although I covered it up with the fact that I tricked him into making money, but then he forgave me and understood my reason. Part of me wanted the security and protection that she seemed to be able to provide. Compared to a lifetime like Matthew, the desire to have a place to lean where someone can make me feel safe is very interesting.
"I owe you my life."
"Yes agreed we are lovers. Just trust me."
"You're sweet, that's how you seduce Mr. Donor."
"Did I ever seduce you. You seduced me." I'm smiling now. This handsome Donor Lord made the afternoon sun even more dazzling than usual. I looked at her, a poor dancing girl who dreams of making her mother happy gets a surprise like this.
"You know I feel like it's a dream, how can I get you to come here."
"Because you think of me too. Stop theatricalizing you don't want any of this to happen." He faced me to her looking me in the eye, his hands clutching my waist. I in his arms can't leave. "Say you want to be my lover."
"I ..no..."
"You need to be forced to say it." In an instant his hand reached for my nape and his ciu*mannya locked my bib*ir made my breath stop and my heart pounded so fast. I was quick to push him but he wouldn't let me go.
"Say you'll be my girlfriend Sara. Why you should lie to yourself." He took me off but he spoke so closely as if he would take control of my lips again.
"Franc, I can't."
"You can, I'll make sure everything goes well."
"Maybe we can only be lovers here." Maybe for the sake of feeling this thrilling little love of mine I just need to be a little bold. Maybe not all love stories end happily ever after.