Billionaire Seduction

by Miller, Christine

I bite my lip afflicted. - This is ageism, he gave his word.

  Rafael explodes in a barely concealed laughter cough. My angel immerses the ground and slays a way nothing, nothing heavenly. - I think it's all right here. You can go enjoy your time off. - Theo releases.

  Red as a pepper, security thanks and turns to say goodbye to me.

  Wave to Rafael, still surprised by Theo have released all the security. "One weekend only ours. "It was what you told me in the bath.

  Once we Theo alone approaches and says. - I will not go back, but I feel cheated, I feel. The keys. - Reaches out unwillingly toward me.

  - No way, I drive.

  The veins in his temples jump. - You know the way by chance?

  - How do I know if I never drove in São Paulo. - Open the door, sit down, I adjust the body and the seat belt, and caress the steering wheel. - Get in there, copilot.

  As he sits down, all squeezed into the passenger seat and knocks on the door, I turn on the car, I start the maneuver and it dies. Jeez! Dou starting again. - Tô getting the hang of yet. - Smile trying to get trust.

  As a driving school instructor, Theo just nods, gestures for me to continue and the veins in his temples are throbbing in earnest now. Horny, play on ... I look forward to side, slowly leave the parking lot and gain the street wondering if it was he who taught the sisters to drive.

  Our delight that, driving is so good.

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  Fifteen minutes later I'm in a cold sweat. I've never seen so much slope in life and my experience in stopping at the lighthouse, with the car tilted back, is zero. I think of mico I spent two blocks ago, when I changed the right and the left went against. I'm not very good at taking instructions from traffic and I swear I thought Theo was going to explode when braked hard and stopped the car at the curb, but he just looked at me very intrigued, took a deep breath and said.

  - Do you know what is right, do not you?

  Of course I know!

  At the time I said warmly, shaking my hand I write, that of pulseirinha. But I think he did not buy much, after that went on to talk calmly to your child and was to reach out pointing the side I should go.

  My arms are shaking so much, I grip the wheel thinking I'll have to drop it at any time to change gears. I suffer anticipation and tightening the clutch complains. Shit! I imagine the car down and hitting the truck behind us.

  Damn it!

  - All right there? - Theo has fun with my agony.

  I close my eyes and bites her lip. No! Of course I'm not well! - Um, um, yes. - I say quietly, do not dare admit my desperation to him.

  The car horn hysterically behind us warning that the lighthouse opened. God is now! Bite the lips in full concentration and do not know how, but I can go out singing the tire and climb the steep street.

  Theo just laughed.

  Cretin.

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  Half an hour later, I'm almost having a panic attack.

  People from the sky!

  For what, so much stress?

  A huge avenue approaches, the sight of the hell that awaits me ahead, embico the car in the first place that appears. I'm extremely frustrated. No false calm, or Theo incentive word go make me stick my Betovem on a fast track with crazy cars.

  Resigned, I give the key to him, convincing me that it is even a matter of security. I'm not giving up easy, but I feel engulfed by this city. I love driving ... In Curitiba transit and civilized drivers. Here, in the midst of this chaos, where every second I get honks, closed and curses of - Damn, man! Back to the driving school, dumb blonde! - I found that it is torture.

  - What is it?

  - Enough to test drive today. - The hurt in my voice is unmistakable. - The city is yours, you drive.

  I think for a split second, I saw a half smile on her lips. His mouth opens and closes and the silence comes next ... I can feel the gears of your brain working and prepare to be esculhambada.

  - It's all right. - Takes the key.

  Uh what /

  Frown. - Only that? - Not only expected a fine. - You will not be ashamed for driving an old car? - Bernardo die for this.

  - No. - Says seriously. - I'm not a snob if that's what you're implying ... - snobby not only man himself ... - ... but of course I'd rather drive my car. The issue here is not age or appearance, is confidence in the machine.

  I say nothing, it makes sense.

  Absolutely intrigued, I watch out and go around the car while the leg by step handbrake and sit in the passenger seat. I find it very strange and even for some reason, my Angel is taking it easy with me. Men are idiots when it comes to playing in our face, its hegemony as pilots ... Theo not only drag the driver's seat as much as you can back, starts the engine and goes quiet in the chaotic traffic.

  He looks at me after accelerate and move to the left lane. - What are you thinking?

  - That I did not want to insinuate anything, sorry. - Look away to the point where your hand down to touch my thigh.

  - All right ... I may have exaggerated there in the parking lot ... I do not want to take risks, not with you by my side and just for your information, my grandfather is a big fan of the classic ... Keeps today the first fusquinha who bought in Brazil.

  A car teams with our windows open. There is a hell of discussion going on between a couple.

  - Why are you doing this?

  He frowns when the driver side yells at the woman, who is fed up and speeds. - This what?

  - It's been a love me? Anyone would have broken out in the first slope.

  Theo diverts attention from the traffic and looking at me tenderly. - Because I love you.

  Ah!

  I smile satisfied with the answer. I find that the car has no radio and entered the road in silence, each lost in their own thoughts.

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  Four hours later ...

  - I think you maneuver and I push. - Theo screaming angry with his arm and his head out of the car.

  Swing arms dispersing the black smoke from the exhaust. - No, let me with you! Just a few more meters and has descidinha! - Scream with a guilty conscience, espalmo both hands on the back of Betovem and I will push ...

  One two...

  Eitaaaa.

  The car gains momentum, lose the hand support and balance. Oh Jesus! Awkwardly can avoid a stumble, regain control of the legs and straighten step to stop.

  That was close.

  Thank you for not giving me grated todinha on asphalt.

  What a situation.

  I stand in the middle of the empty road watching Theo away with the car and make a maneuver to park on the grass. Damn it. My Betovem was going great, until he started a noisy symphony of gasps in the engine and the exhaust bursts.

  I kill that mechanic!

  Praying that I love you over it too, I run to find Theo out of the car. With a hand on her hip and the other on hair, it gives back in Betovem. His expression is not happy when kneeling and then lies down on the road to check leakage.

  - What's up? - Ask breathlessly as soon as I get close.

  I'm in a vacuum, Theo sticks almost half body underneath the car. Impatient, put hands on hips, turning, look around and see that we are in the middle of nowhere. Only road kill and the blurred silhouette of a Kombi looming off in the distance. It takes me to distinguish whether it is really moving. The velocity with which shape is increased in size is very slow, almost stopped.

  Dammit!

  The trip was going so well ... Somehow we managed to block all the bad issues and spent hours talking about amenities or simply remain silent admiring the coastal towns that appeared now and again beside the road. It is very frustrating that just last saw the thing has degringolado. And I can not help feeling guilty for me, I should have certificate me that the car could handle.

  Annoyed to have spoiled the day forcing the bar to come with my car, kick a pebble asphalt and look at the sky. - Oh ... What is it? By ... The Lord ... is .
.. Wanting ... Me ... Ferrar?

  - God is not to blame for being so stubborn.

  I did not hear that!

  Leap spinning in the air and Theo is smiling cynical behind me, hitting her clothes to dust. Even being the only responsible, your comment makes me angry. No control of my feelings, the tension erupts.

  - Stubborn me? Who was that other stepped on the accelerator?

  The brown-honey widen. - I was thirty per hour. - Explains how I was child.

  - Does not matter! - Exclaim offended by Betovem - not realized that the poor guy was in agony?

  - Both I realized I said in the beginning saw that he would not stand. - Speaks calmly of the world, but I see the veins in his temples throbbing strong. - Who said I had little faith? - Crosses his arms dirty grease.

  - Did I know ... - give a forced laugh. - It was taking too long! - River again knowing I'm being ridiculous, but it's stronger than me. I prefer a thousand times it explodes and then say you're frustrated with me at once, than pretend to have a control that I know he does not have. - If you were waiting for the right time to throw it in my face. The time is now ... Play ... You can play ... - instigate wanting Theo true back.

  I hope the tension filling the air, but this does not come.

  Against all the logic of our fights, my angel does not fight back. He approaches puts his mouth on my tight lips and gives me a quick, sweet kiss.

  His unexpected and loving attitude paralyzes me.

  - I will not do that, stop teasing me. - Slaps my back, turn back, strap pocket cell phone and calls Mike. I am perplexed behind him, listening to him calmly explain what happened and ask them to bring their Ferrari. - Forget the helicopter, Nina gets sick. We will wait.

  I get all silly with his concern.

  A blaring horn sounds good on my side and jump putting the hand on heart. Wow, the van! I had even forgotten her.

  - Trouble in paradise? - A smiling chubby man rosy-cheeked question leaning on the van window.

  - Hello! In heaven no. - Answer laughing infected by their sympathy. - But my stand is. The pet gave up on life.

  The man looks at my Volkswagen Beetle stopped in the grass and makes sad face.

  Theo off the phone without saying goodbye and in a second, is on my side with the hand positioned possessively around my waist

  The little man smiles affectionate for my Angel. - God bless you my boy. You're going where?

  - Amen. - Theo says embarrassed and wonder if the Greeks are religious. - Beautiful island. - Responds suspicious. I look at him and then at you with a funny haircut, bald on top and around small bowl. Two new round and happy faces join him on the window.

  I want to laugh, they look very much like the saints of my grandmother that I keep on my shelf in the room.

  - We're going there. We can give a ride. - You behind the wheel offers.

  - Would be nice. - Theo looks at me like appreciate the offer, look for the van falling apart and then for my car.

  - I do not know ... my car. - Wrinkling the indecisive face. - A ride would be a great choice, but it breaks my heart to leave the Betovem abandoned on the road.

  - I have some strings, we can tow it. - The oldest of them suggests.

  Carona accepted, Theo calls Mike informing the change of plans. After the three men wearing typical costumes of brown Franciscan monks descend from the van. With some difficulty opening the side door of the vehicle and a Labrador retriever jumps on me.

  - Oh Jesus! - Cry surprised by the unexpected attack.

  - Nina behave! - The highest frei yells at the animal, which ignores him and continues to smell and lick me. - Sorry she's stubborn as a door, just do what you want.

  Theo explodes into a shrill laugh, leaving the trio blankly.

  Mando one you paid me, silent for him, laughing more. - Um ... Oh ... is that I also call Nina. - I say embarrassed, placing his hand between her legs, right where the dog wants to smell me.

  - And stubborn. - Not satisfied, my full Angel still laughing out loud, enjoying the situation.

  - Wow, God bless if it is not a holy coincidence! - The highest of the men laughed and his belly plump balance. - I'd better hurry, it was raining at the foot of the mountain. It will not take you to get here. - He pulls a thick rope from inside the vehicle, delivery to Theo and whistles.

  At the same time, my namesake dog to lick me and jumps back to the car while the two head to tow Betovem.

  - The Fray Damian has a way with animals. Our girls always come back flying for him. - Lord of medium height speaks proud and points to a crowded cage of doves in the car, right next to a huge image of Our Lady. I like me and Theo will fit inside. - By the way, I am the Holy Frei and the little there is Friar Antonio.

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  The four men work quickly and before the first raindrops, the Kombi not start. Squeezed between Theo and Santa, I turn my head and through the Czech rear window to see if the contraption of ropes and knots is realizing pull my car. After twenty minutes and a lot of religious singing, we are inside the nearly empty ferry, which blows seriously and begins the crossing to the island.

  The sky darkened and rain hit.

  We were stranded in the car. What a shame it would be wonderful to get out of the vehicle and enjoy the sea and the cool night air. The smell of doves, a dog and a subtle musty odor coming from the blue mantle overlying the Santa wrap my stomach. I take that Freis stopped with the songs and are entertained on a procession that will make tomorrow to bless fishing. I open the side small window letting the breeze in. I stick my nose out and give a long inspired.

  - It's all right? - Theo squeezes my knee and the dog growls at him and poking around my leg.

  Push the head of the dog and closing and knees making a trench for their unceasing harassment.

  God, that bitch can only be a lesbian. .

  - Um, um ... Just a little suffocated. - Continue with the face turned out. - Is not it better to tell Donavan we're late?

  -. He not only expects us tomorrow for lunch.

  Shoot the face of the window and turn my body surprised by the information. I thought there would be a party.

  Theo smiled lasciviously. - I thought it would be romantic spend the night at my house.

  - You have a home here?

  Theo's eyes shine with an affectionate way. - A chalet in fact ... It was the first thing I built ... It's pretty simple. - Try another approach in my thigh, but the namesake lesbian late and Theo gives up my leg. - I and Pedro used to spend summers on the island and sailing.

  I nod slowly imagining Theo all sweaty, shirtless building he himself such cottage. I sigh and a nice warm springs between my legs. The dog growls. Not wanting her to sniff my excitement, I pull the jeans jacket over my suitcase and I cover my crotch.

  - Cold? - The melodic voice of Frei Antônio resonates in front of me. Lift the face and the three men are watching us with fat chins resting on the back of the front seat.

  - A little. - Smile.

  Frei Damião points to us. - What you are?

  - Boyfriends.

  - Husband and wife.

  Me and Theo respond at the same time and the three pairs of saints eyes widen in doubt.

  - Valentine who live together. - Explain gently.

  There is a general commotion in the front seat. - For the most holy! - Several signs of the cross are made.

  - What? - I ask confused and feel Theo's body vibrate in a silent laugh.

  - Are not married! - Friar Anthony exclaims shocked and I confirm not understanding why their cheeks are so stained.

  - This youth is lost. - Frei Holy shakes his head. - You can not share the same roof as a man and woman before the sacrament.

  - They are living in sin!

  - God! Are fornicating can feel here!

  Bottleneck.

  Theo exchange a look with me and nods slowly, with good young man ... I want to strangle him. - I know it's wrong, but Nina does not want to marry. - The d
og growls when he heard his name and I turned the executioner of the story. - I do not know what to do, Frei. We live in a constant sin.

  Another wave of shock and my breath stirring.

  I'm ready to give a slap on Theo, but I restrain my impulses. - Not quite. - Protest.

  - Why not? Sin is just what we do ... day and night. - Theo contorts his face in mock disgust, close your eyes and I want to punch him in truth now. I know where this desgramado want to go. - God, I must confess! This morning Nina took me to sin as ever, Freis ... And yet, refuses to receive the holy sacrament of marriage. My mother is even depressed.

  Ai, ai, ai ... Son of a bitch!

  I'm torn between crying and laughing. Her poker face is so much, that it's funny.

  - Oh, poor mother, poor thing. - The mouth of Friar Antonio is an O and looks ugly to me. Poor little man who is falling in this theater. I think, but I shut up. - Girl, what a terrible situation to her. This guy is not a toy.

  Ready!

  My jaw drops and when I feel the muscular body of Theo shaking in laughter contained wish the rusty floor of the van was open, so I play it for him. Ordinary my boyfriend is taking a wave and it is amazing how everyone falls in the cretin labia.

  This turned what? A witch hunt? An inquisition?

  I try to pull away, but we are so stuck that I can not come unglued from him. - Of course not ... I love you. - I confess, even though at the time, Theo did not deserve to hear. - I just ... I just ... I just ... I've ...

  Impatient with my hocus-pocus, the Holy Father reaches out and there is a card in his hand. - Take. - caught. - I think I can solve this. Of course, the devil is trying to distort it, girl. But do not worry, I'm an expert in these cases. - I smiled sweetly.

  Feeling my neck popping shame, I read the piece of paper in my hand.

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  SIN Naoe POP.com

  Frei Santo - Exorcist and marriage counselor.

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  I want to laugh.

  - Santo is a genius at what he does. With him on the move, evil loses washed! - That was bad. Frei Antônio do positive sign as a poster child without the slightest talent for something.