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by Mary Norton


  Thank the gods of promotion and discounts.

  The first shirt I picked up is Star Wars. The neighbors will call the concierge saying I'm going crazy. And I'm the same. If I regret having given a note in all this? Not at all. I would regret it if I did not take all those wonderful discounts.

  Shoot all the packaging and place on the small table in my kitchen, storage room for each pattern appears, take a picture and put it on Instagram, marking the most beautiful store in the world.

  Then I put everything into the washing machine and I hope it do the magic.

  My intercom rings and I'll get it.

  - Juliane, your friend is here.

  - Of course. You can let him go up.

  Leo certainly forgot to send me message that was coming. I put my robe and take a glass of water, the bell rings and I rush to open the door. Once open, I fall back with the surprise of those who see the door.

  Augustus held a bottle of wine in one hand and a briefcase in the other. But what intimidates me more even and makes me want to lock me in the room, is the look I only I witness the scenes books.

  And it's happening right now.

  I'm sure I opened and closed my mouth often. I'm not naked, but I am very exposed to receive my boss.

  - Good night, Juliane. - His voice is hoarse, low and very inviting to do naughty things. - I came to know that you're ok.

  I still look at him, wondering if he's really here or if it's a mirage. He's with the hair a little messy, a blue polo shirt and shorts color cream. I can well see that he has good legs.

  Does he could stand me if he jumped in his body?

  My, Juliane! You need to control.

  - Juliane?

  - Hi! - My voice is more acute than I could imagine. - What are you doing here?

  It gives a cynical smile, I think.

  - I said I came to see how you are. - He looks at me again and swallows. - You left early and then I heard you were not feeling well.

  Oh, the boss should have told him. At least no one knows I went to the police station, do not want to tell anyone about it. I know he would somehow lead the process faster, but I do not want it, do not want to feel obliged to take care of me.

  - Juliane?

  - Sorry, please. - What the hell. - I'll just put on some clothes.

  I run to my room and play the first dress that I find in my closet. I am dying of shame back to the room where meeting Augusto looking at the box.

  - Received a large order? - Question fun. - I would not say you're a girl who lives by buying things on the Internet.

  You certainly do not know anything about me.

  - I bought a new collection of blouses that was waiting.

  I grab the box and take to the kitchen. When I'm going back to the room, meeting with Augusto coming to meet me. He firmly grabs my arms, holding me firmly in place.

  - Careful, honey. - Said next to me. - We do not want you to get hurt again.

  Take a deep breath and find their clear eyes. Ignoring the fact that he called me honey. I wanted to be able to know what he's thinking. Knowing what goes through the mind of this man so intense and at the same time cautious. So long that I was so close to the opposite sex, which I'm sure I look like an idiot teenager looking at his older brother's friend.

  - Thanks! - I make a face. - Please do not call me honey, that sounds very false to me.

  He looks at me confused, but in seconds opens a beautiful smile.

  - You're good in sincerity, I like that. - He lets me. Then his hand goes directly to where it was the points in my head. - You went to the hospital to take the points. - He spends his thumb gently across the sensitive skin on my head.

  Tremble before him with the sudden and simpler contact our bodies testify. I take a deep breath with such force that the reaction of his touch made me. Augusto continues to caress the small wound. With our proximity, I feel that it takes a deep breath when down your touch on my face.

  I open my eyes and see him staring at me with full desire. I do not know if it's solitude louder, but I see it. I do not know if it's a good idea, do not know how to change it, just know that this is what is happening.

  Your phone rings and it breaks the trance we were.

  Augusto see who is calling and does not seem to be important since it does not meet.

  - I wish you had told me. Would you.

  Take a deep breath again and take a step back.

  - Did not have a babysitter, I'm fine. His wake is no longer required.

  It's his turn to take a deep breath, close your eyes and realize that he is holding back in order not to lose patience with me. When you open your eyes, Augusto stares at me with fervor.

  - I do not do it out of obligation, Juliane. Really these your glasses do not help you in a lot. - He shakes my hand. - I just wanted to know that you are well, before going to dinner with Katya. I'm glad you do not need any more babysitting. - Said from the kitchen. - See you tomorrow.

  5

  I can live like this forever. I am somehow not freaking out with things that have to get to this day. I do not want to lose my weekend in front of my laptop, working. The only thing that I want to keep my eyes, it's on my TV.

  Nothing more than that.

  But all managers decided to put several things in my hands full Friday after two o'clock.

  The AzarIt is annoying when he wants. That is, me is almost every day. Making my life a daily walk through hell.

  I had no time to swallow my lunch and were already bothering me. If we do digestion calmly, our body does not work as it should. But fuck my digestion, when what they want is more money. Scored my, huh.

  - Juliane, I need you to stay here with me. - Katya says my door. - I'll be in a meeting with Augusto late, I need you to stay here, to give us support.

  - Of course! - I say smiling because I love my work and remember that this is what pays my credit card.

  I support my elbows on the table and cover my face with my hands. Taking a deep breath, I try to take some of the tension in my shoulders, but does not quite right. I know what got into me, but do not want to think about it. It is easier to blame PMS, but it is not fair such a burden of guilt on the poor. The problem is me and a guy who came all spacious in my life. That's what happened to bad this week.

  If scream loudly in help, I would have done it long ago, but that does not make the mess go away. I really wanted was it. In fact, I really want to be able to go visit my brother, but the holiday is far away.

  And my holidays are close to reaching. It's my right, but I also can not just let everyone in your hand and go. I have to know my duties well. And must match the Joaquim vacation and Dad, for being together.

  Christmas who knows? It would do well for all of us. Or I could travel rapidly for a few days just to be in the arms of my mother.

  Argh!

  Why am I so emotional? And I even watched the movie any dog that is lost.

  You know the truth, Juli, you are just avoiding thinking about it.

  I shot my glasses and rub my eyes. Very good I did not spend anything but base today, or would be worse than Esther girl movie The orphan.

  My finger passes over my aching wound. I do not tremble to have a little tight the sensitive site, but remember last night, what happened before Augusto leave my house.

  I did not know I could feel silly with a single touch, the most innocent caress my body would receive. But I found it last night. And I refuse to let that happen again. Especially with him.

  I did not know a little of his life, might well fall into his arms, giving the excuse that it would be just one night. But I know I will never be with me one night. And his history does not help me at all.

  I know I should not look at a person based on what others speak of it. But I trust my intuition. And she tells me that this is leaky boat, very beautiful, but it is not good to get it.

  Or it goes into you.

  Damn, Juliane. To be thinking of these things. You have too much to lose.
Focus.

  Besides, I do not do the kind of guys like him.

  First of all and most importantly, I'm weird.

  My way away from any first guy who sees me. My nerdiness and obsession with books, music, movies and series, is not something that is sexy for a man. And my independence certainly undermines most of manhood that many idiots love squander around.

  Not that Augusto is that way. On the contrary he is polite, respectful. But it's still a guy in high level that can break the bars of my heart to then hurt him.

  It can this because I know I'm kind of blown away by it.

  There, i said it. The lonely girl in me speaks loud and want more of this guy. But I will not let him spoil the walls I built. Even knowing that stop it is very hard work. I can not fight myself, but I can somehow fool her.

  Saying that my part, he'll make me cry and forget so get what you want from me. My phone rings and when I see the name on the handle, give a huge smile.

  - Hi, Eliza!

  My mother grumbles on the phone, but I know she is smiling.

  - Hi, my daughter, I hear you have weeks.

  And she still asks where inherited exaggeration.

  - Mother, I spoke with you last week and send messages every day in the group, please, no exaggeration.

  - Okay, I just called to see if his brother have arranged with you day in which he will go there.

  - And not. He's coming to town? - I mean looking at my phone and then see the messages of my brother. - He sent message, but I have not replied. Let me settle with him things.

  - Of course you will. Just want to know if it's okay with you receive it.

  Who grumbles now me.

  - What question more awkwardly mother. Of course I'll get my brother and his family.

  - I just wanted to be sure.

  - As soon as I found out what to do with it, I notice the lady. Can I call you back? I have some things to do now.

  - Okay, honey, I'll talk to you later, his father sends kisses.

  - Send another for him.

  Ω

  Seven of the night and I should be at home watching one of my favorite series. Eating a piece of pie or sipping a glass of wine Augusto forgot in my house. No, that wine is not mine and I should have to bring him and returned, but I forgot it. I refused to think it would be for his dinner with the witch. So I left the place where he forgot and refused to take it.

  I have to remember to give it to him. I do not want you to think that was on purpose.

  I do not know why you are here, just know that I am fulfilling a request that made me. And as I was so far, I could finish all the services requested me.

  I turn on my phone and start listening to random music. And I fell a song even hit discouragement.

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  Where are you agoraAlém here, inside me?

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  Since you are not Ahio I can do is take care of mimQuero be happy to menosLembra the plan was to stay well? Yey, yey, yey, yey, yey

  Look what I found: Seahorses

  I know I do it to let the wave esquecerEu acertarE me the wind will taking everything away.

  - Even you using headset, I can hear the music from my room. - Sigh when I hear the voice of the person I want to spend to avoid. - Listen music with this volume may end up damaging your hearing.

  Nor is so high as well. Since I heard you.

  Shot headphones and give pause music.

  - I will remember this. - Clean the throat. - Need something?

  He swallows hard when I finish my question. Augusto moves his shoulders as if uncomfortable with himself.

  - I need these documents are taken to the registry office on Monday early, and that are registered on my desk until three in the afternoon. Katya will have to take them to the Customs on Tuesday. You take one more look at me? I need to know you're not missing anything.

  Says handing me the same folder that was with him last night.

  - Of course, I do it now. - I say already flipping through the pages.

  - It can wait.

  I give him a wry smile.

  - If you want these filings to Customs on Tuesday, so I can not wait. - I'll be back to check each sheet. - I'll send an email to a friend who studied with me. She is assistant superintendent, I will ask her to release the inventory before noon. This is good for you?

  - Of course, I appreciate it.

  - All right, I can do it. Unfortunately I will not be able to get them personally, but I can ask your José to do it for me.

  He nods in agreement.

  - Anything else, Mr. Augusto?

  - Yeah, I know what time we leave for the ride tomorrow?

  It's my turn to be uncomfortable. I think of me making a fool. Thing I can not even try.

  - HR programmed a spent I do not know about? - I open my calendar to search. - I think Cris forgot to tell me. It's something about the workshop? Or just a meeting of co-workers?

  Augusto sits in the chair in front of me.

  - It's the ride you agreed to take me to see some waterfalls.

  Why did not he just forgot? That would make my life easier.

  - Oh, sorry, but I forgot and ended up not even looking for some place ...

  - Remember I did it for you? - It gives me that smile. - It's all organized. I have the inn might be, guides who will be taking us to some places even we can make a small track if you want. And if you do not want to sleep there, all right. We returned in the evening.

  - I suppose you'll be driving, right?

  He nods. Waiting patiently for me to accept his idea.

  - With all that you told me, I'm sure you're exhausted at the end of the day, then it is a bad idea back in the evening BR rutted. So I think ...

  - We returned on Sunday morning then. - Said giving other options. - Or we can go and taxi back. I know it will not be too expensive if we can find a guy who can take us and bring back when we closed our activities.

  - You say that as if it were the easiest thing in the world.

  He smiled.

  - It is, if any of blackmailing you, I will do.

  - What? - I ask perplexed.

  - That's right! - Said falling against the chair and crossing his arms.

  I'm so reckless that I can only look at your poker face.

  - And how exactly do you do that?

  He gives me a smile egocentric. If it were not so beautiful, I tear his eyes at that time.

  - I'd use what I did for you last week to put some blame on his heart. And I know I could. I know it's these people who hate leaving a debt, even if it is stupid. And I could convince her to it. You owe me a favor, and I want to be paid. I was with you, I took care of you, I was worried. And now I need someone to come with me for a short trip, you said that would be available if I needed. - He knows he nailed it. - And I need you to come with me. What do you say, Juliane?

  Okay, I'll be honest. I said yes because I wanted to, not because he used emotional blackmail to work if he could not convince me. But I let him believe it was for a payment of debt, not by choice.

  God forbid help the guy's ego increases.

  This is unacceptable to me. And last night, before bed, I told myself in the mirror, I will be the most professional woman that guy has ever seen.

  I put a tactel pants in my backpack. Even wearing a short, if he wants to walk in the woods, I'll have to be covered somehow. I put the same things that I put the last time my brother made me go with him on a tour. And it was not the best adventure of my life, I was feverish, sick and the injured foot
.

  After that, he said he'd never with him anywhere.

  My intercom rings and know that Augusto is waiting for me. And let my brother warned, if my boss is a serial killer and want to tie me to a tree and let some Oz make me meal.

  I go down to the parking lot and against his BMW in front of my building. Augustus out of the car and come to me. Get my backpack with an amused smile.

  - Good morning, Juliane! - You say when you open the car door for me.

  I push the glasses on my face and mutter a good day.

  First of all: If you are forced to wake up before seven in the morning on a Saturday, after days of pure stress with a call that frustrates all their plans to stay in the room and be met with a smile of amusement, the result is nothing less than: DOG HUMOR!

  I hope that Augusto did not try, do not speak, not even act like I really wanted to be here. I thought about it a while ago, but after I left my apartment, I remembered my plans that were destroyed.

  - You do not seem to be a morning person on weekends.

  I pretend not to hear your stupid comment. Just place the seat belt.

  - We can go in any bakery or something, to get some coffee?

  - I did not take coffee? There's something wrong?

  - Only I was in no mood to face the coffee. - I say vainly trying not to sound grumpy.

  The next fifteen minutes of travel are made in complete and utter silence. I bought coffee for both of us. Augusto thanked me with a smile, as I took my coffee as if he could give me the power to disappear. I want to be able to turn on the radio and listen to the newspaper, but afraid to move and break something makes me still. Augusto takes the eye of the street and look at me some times. And when I think that he will say something, just closing his mouth again.

  I grab my phone and send one good day message. I know they will me fill the bag by standing early on Saturday. But sacrifices are necessary when you want something in life.

  Who said it does not know what it is to wake up early in the fucking weekend.

  - You know it's about two hours journey from here to our destiny, do not you?

 

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