Only Two Of Us

by Cassandra Russell

"Why not?"

  "Why would I be happy to see the woman I love confessing such a thing to whoever

  either, as if this were a punishment or shameful?

  - I'm not ashamed of what I feel, just ... talking about my intimate life for others is complicated

  for me, "I argued. "I'm shy, almost a hermit. Have not you noticed yet?

  "Last chance," he cut off the suggestion altogether.

  "And I'm not going to accept anything that is painful for you," he said mockingly.

  I let the air out of my lungs all at once. What else to invent to get rid of that mess?

  - I leave the door of my room unlocked and, as Juninho erases, you go there to sleep

  with me. What about?

  "This is no longer a proposal, it's a real bribe!" He exclaimed, amused. And stay

  You know that I am not the corrupt one who imagines. I told you I'm a family boy and you're

  trying to get me on the wrong road at my mother-in-law's house? Gone mad? If I had proposed

  Just a little kiss, I would have accepted. But in the face of my insult to my character, I will have to refuse.

  - Richard, please! I begged, almost crying, and he delighted in the situation.

  "Well, well ... It's funny how life goes, does not it?" Until a few days ago, I was suffering because

  I could not even get close to this woman, I just took a step forward and she ran away from me. Now she

  You must try to bribe me and even beg me to sleep with her. I'm proud of myself

  same. That's what makes you competent! He grinned, his eyes closed.

  There is? I? Wanting to bribe him to sleep with me? I agree that I would miss you yes ...

  Okay, I confess: I would miss you a lot.

  However, what prevailed at the present moment was the human instinct to avoid the tragedy that would be the

  my nocturnal stomach volcanism.

  - Grrrrrrrr! Richard! I groaned, warning him.

  - It's all right. I break your branch saying I'm diabetic, but you still owe me a kiss.

  of them, that I will charge mercilessly at the first opportunity we are alone. And it will have to be

  work hard because if I do not get satisfied, I will eat a lot more for breakfast. He smiled and

  she disguised herself when she noticed that my mother was returning with a pudding in her hands.

  She settled the tray on the table with subtlety.

  - Wow! If the taste matches the look ... "Richard praised, pretending to admire the

  dessert on the biggest stick face. "What a pity, Rachel! Unfortunately, I will have to refuse this temptation. I am

  diabetic.

  - What a coincidence! It seems like I guessed it ... You can eat at will, Richard. I only used products

  in it. I was visited by a friend who is also diabetic, but she

  with me for a little while before you arrive, "my mother offered.

  He gave me an indecipherable expression in front of the surprise, and at that moment I discovered how

  should proceed to reverse the battle: attack.

  This was the best defense that ever existed.

  "You were right, Mother. Richard was embarrassed because I told him he was eating a lot. But it will not

  You can resist a diet candy, do not you, my little vampire? You can let me serve you myself and

  I wait quietly here, with Mom, until you finish ... "I smile, glorious, putting a

  piece of pudding in front of you.

  - Vampirinho? She said, twisting a smile on her lips.

  Richard's eyes widened, showing distress at the slip I made in Mama's presence.

  Calling him "vampirinho" really was not in my script.

  Fortunately, my fitness for strategy proved to be sharpened that day.

  "Do you know the most suitable nickname for a hematologist?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

  in debauchery.

  - Ah! This is good! "Mother fell in laughter. "I'd never thought of it, not even when

  I was married to your father!

  - I'm good with him. For who calls me a witch ...

  It was Richard's turn to shoot me with his eyes, responding to the accusation he had just received, although the

  perception that I made that detour exclusively to disperse the conversation was

  then.

  "You deserve that nickname." The way you mistreat me the whole time ... "He defended himself,

  relieved.

  "Ah, ah! She laughed again. "You each have one!"

  - You think this is my joke? I'm serious! He countered. Can you

  believe that I ran through half of the city of São Paulo in the middle of another hospital,

  I immobilized her daughter's twisted wrist with all her affection, worried I would not wake her because I knew that

  she was exhausted, and in the end ... she was even able to think it was me and still attributed the merit to the other

  in love with her

  Then it was I who looked at him in disbelief with disbelief.

  "F ... Was that you?" But...

  - Did not say? Do I need to give you any more proof? He said in a taunting scorn.

  She bent down once more to laugh.

  "Stephanie, can I get Juninho at Flavinho's house while I do the dishes?" Asked

  my mom.

  "Gee, I'm just waiting for Richard to finish-" "That was my shot of mercy.

  Of course he had no way out. He was forced to eat the whole piece of pudding, pretending to love the

  dessert.

  And as soon as my mother left to pick up the dishes, she became desperate, making a face of vomit,

  trying to figure out where the bathroom was.

  "Second door on the left, down the hall," I said, teasing him purposefully.

  He got up immediately, only before I intercepted him by the forearm:

  - Oh, just one more little thing, love ... I hope you're prepared to overcome in my kiss more

  late, because if I do not like it, tomorrow your breakfast will be an Olympic athlete!

  A round of applause for me, please.

  - OK you won. You just shortened my life in less than a day. But I deserved to try.

  challenge a first-rate blackmailer. And as for the kiss ... Can you let it not go away?

  repent, I assure you. Only I need to get it out of my throat first. And removed his arm.

  quickly, fading from my peripheral vision at an impressive speed.

  A few minutes later, he returned with another face and insisted that we

  Juninho, with the excuse of being anxious to meet him.

  As we went out the front door and rounded the porch, it pulled me with a little violence

  to his arms and kissed me so maddeningly that it should be forbidden. It was practically

  an assault hungry for my senses, an explicit, infamous and incendiary provocation. I needed to be

  leaning on the eaves of the window so as not to fall with it on the ground and lose its head once and for all.

  When it was over, I gasped anxiously, wanting more.

  "Negative," he said vengefully. - I'm just paying a debt. For

  to win one more, just begging. And you will not be able to lie, saying you did not like it. I hear

  very well your heart racing. Your brother, too, can not wait ...

  It was even kind of him to say that my heart was just racing. In my concept,

  surpassed all speed limits and should take a seven-point fine on the wallet.

  "You could have avoided that if you wanted to," I said.

  "You would not hypnotize your mother to take advantage of a situation," he said irritably.

  Make it look worse than I already am, little witch.

  "Okay, I declare my vampire the winner of this war. Now come divide the victory with me, come ... -

  I begged honeyed, touching my lips to his again.

  "I should punish you for the situation you put me through," he mutt
ered with his teeth clenched and the

  eyes blackened with an inner fury. "But I have seen that I can not do it." From what I've walked

  realizing, my fiancée has already learned to manipulate me right. I'm just going to kiss her one more time because

  I was declared the winner, not because I'm being fanned by you.

  - Tomorrow. "I pretended that I agreed just to rush the outcome.

  - You can also leave the door to your room locked: I will not sleep with you in your mother's house

  while we are not married. This is too modern for someone who was born before Thomas Edison

  obtain electricity from electricity. And what about breakfast ... Do not worry. I'm going to dawn with

  nauseous for having "eaten" too much tonight, "he mumbled.

  - Message given. Only my kiss is now missing, "I whispered.

  "I'm really lost ... You're still going to drive me crazy!" He exclaimed, taking hold of mine.

  head down hard to kiss me again, as if I did not know he wanted it as much as

  I would not agree to hold my hand. He just needed to be a little faster, worried

  responsibility to get my brother.

  ***

  And how could it not be, the second stage of the family conquest was a success.

  Of course, Juninho would not be any different either. In fact, I was impressed by the patience and

  the attention that Richard dedicated to my brother. He sat on the floor of the room with him and taught him several

  games, even extremely simple things: playing marbles, dropping a top and making your

  own toys, such as carts and catapults, using small pieces of wood. also

  told several stories, promising others for bedtime. He conquered it in such a way that the

  I even forgot my presence. I came to the conclusion that I would have been a father ten, if

  he could have his own children.

  It all sounded so perfect that sometimes it was scary. Had all this happiness had to end? Per

  what?

  "Your father called," my mother revealed. "I was so glad to hear he's alive." No

  I can not even imagine what must have happened, being in the hands of hijackers for so long!

  Pity about Allan! Despite this, he seemed strangely calm ... and has already begun to work on some

  urgent research, as always.

  "It's even better that way, Mother. The work distracts his head and makes him forget that

  bad period, "I defended him, though thought flew away, populated by Richard's problem.

  "What's the matter with you, daughter?"

  Of course my expression of concern did not go unnoticed.

  "I'm in love with him," I said deliberately, I could not disguise myself.

  - Wow! Not that you finally bloomed! And you're worried about that?

  She did not understand my affliction and I could not speak either. By the way, what would you say? Something like: "Mother,

  I'm worried that Richard is a vampire and that he might die at any moment, since he sucked

  my neck the contaminated blood that I inherited from Grandma "?!

  No. Maybe one day ...

  "It's so strong that I'm scared," I admitted. - I have the impression that some

  Bad thing will happen and ruin everything.

  - When we love, we are always afraid of losing what we have achieved. If you're scared, it's because

  true. It must probably be something like the way I feel about you or Juninho.

  "I love you, too, Mother."

  - I know. But what good taste do you have, huh! He praised, changing the subject. - Richard just

  I had to take a little sun. It's so white!

  - Lack of time.

  "He's a very polite young man," he said.

  "Well ... I'm lucky," I finished, unable to break the sad expression.

  "He did, too," said Mother Owl. "I've seen that at least in

  looks like me. It's fast. When did you get engaged?

  "Yesterday," I answered, contemplating my wedding ring.

  "You should not be so worried. This boy is not going to disappoint her.

  "How can you say such a thing?"

  - It is not obvious? No man will be engaged in such a short time if he is not in love. Beyond

  In addition, you can see how much he loves her the way he is all the time following each movement.

  his with his eyes, and also ... by the way he kissed her on the porch.

  - Mother! I complained, totally embarrassed. - Did you spy on us?

  - I? She protested. "You almost broke the windowpane." My toilet bowl

  Avenas was totally destroyed! They were so busy that they did not even notice my presence and

  neighbors.

  - Oh my God! What a shame!

  "No need to be ashamed of me. I was your age and I know very well what we feel when

  we are in love. I just hope you're warning yourself. The way it's going ... "he hinted.

  "You can ... be quiet." I hid my reddened face in my hands, embarrassed.

  "I think your fiancé wants attention, he does not stop looking at you," she murmured to me.

  heard, smiling.

  He smiled as we met.

  - Did you see? There is nothing to worry about, you will be happy.

  God hear you.

  I hugged her tightly, wishing those words were a promise.

  Chapter 26

  Before we returned to São Paulo the next day, I took Richard to meet my best

  friend Anne, who surprisingly came up even thinner and prettier. I suspected that therapy

  had finally had a beneficial effect on her.

  And as she expected, she decided to charge for her bets.

  - Can afford. And now! She said, laughing at my expense.

  "No one eats sushi for breakfast," I warned.

  "I can wait until lunch."

  "Stop it, Anne!" The next time I come, you charge - I protested,

  so that he would not listen to us.

  "He was that" picky doctor ", was not he?

  - Bingo - I had to confess.

  - I knew! You never fool me! And he still said he was not lucky ... I wish I was lucky.

  these

  "Yes, I admit that this time I won the lotus.

  - Lotus? This one lives up to the mega sena, first prize, and no cumulative! From now on, stay

  eye. If you find another irritated like him giving soup there, just introduce me that I'll find a way

  in the mood of the guy in a second!

  - Anne, do not fill!

  "Are you sure he's human?" I've never seen anything like that go around ...

  "I swear I even suspected it," I said, thinking how she managed to get there.

  so close to the truth with such ease.

  "Just a guy like that to make my friend change," he said.

  "I know it's not easy to believe, but even though I was impressed at first glance, it was not

  exactly the beauty of it that attracted me. I also do not know what to say, I suppose I was in love

  for your soul. It's much deeper.

  - Too much! I never thought I would hear the biggest squire of the parish confessing one thing

  these Wait, you have not told the principal yet. Have you ...? He said, sparkling with curiosity.

  In response, I only withheld a wry grin and rolled my eyes in a sigh, which

  enough for Anne to understand and let out a soundless wow, pretending to shake with the

  own hands.

  "Stephanie, is that on your finger what I'm thinking?"

  - Yeah, I got engaged.

  - Caraca! You are my idol! What did you do to achieve this?

  - Sincerely, I do not know. So far, I did not understand what he saw in me. And to be honest, I'm not

  not even in response, "I teased.

  "Richard, did you mistake Stephanie for a post?" Anne asked, coming closer.

 
; him in provocation.

  I kicked her leg trying to stop her.

  "I do not know what you're talking about, but if I did, it was the cutest post I ever saw." So much that

  I ended up taking it home, "he said, looking at me with a honeyed look.

  "I could have slept without that," I whispered in her ear.

  - Oh yes? Well now wait and see. "She took it as a challenge. "Richard, did you know that

  Did Stephanie bet on me? She secured her feet together that she would never be in love ...

  - Really? I hope she has lost this time, since I would have benefited. He gave me

  helped as in a plot. "I'd even pay for her bet." By the way, what did she bet on? And some

  something restricted to women, or can I share it with my fiancee?

  "I've given you a round of Japanese food, my love. Are you hungry at this time of the morning? -

  I asked sarcastically.

  - Yes, you're right. I think we'll have to leave to pay for this "delicious" bet on the next visit,

  or we will not get to Sao Paulo at the time we agree on - he escaped in a providential lament.

  "Okay, I've already seen that I'm chipped with you two. By the way, do you happen to know of any

  doctor ... demanding or irritable, to introduce myself there in São Paulo? She insisted, purely

  implication.

  - Anne! I complained furiously.

  Angry? He narrowed his eyes at me, suspicious. - Hmmmmm ... - Pretended

  thinking, opening a dubious smile. - I'm afraid not. Now, if you're your type, I know a

  doctor who's going to make you laugh a lot.

  Funny, is not it? Although it sounded like a joke, I noticed a spark in that iris, like

  who transpires to engineer a private avenger.

  The return trip was somewhat silent.

  We spent most of our time looking at what we most feared to lose, namely, each other. That

  Silence lost between our eyes revealed a sudden despair that we had not really

  courage to reveal by words, but it flowed magnetically at every encounter of hands.

  Several times during the course I found the denial stamped on the head swing. She

  seemed to ask, "Why?" And it was not the fear of death or something similar, but the pressure

  that the contained love did to free itself, after waiting so long.

  At times, it was only possible to continue driving after we stopped the car in some

  or at a roadside restaurant to kill the longing and give vent to the will