She was so not free that day. “Perf

She was so not free that day. “Perfect. I’m totally open.”
She’d just scratch off everything on her schedule.
As Arturo got to his feet, Isla did too, just because it seemed like the thing to do.
They stared at each other like love-struck teenagers. She felt the urge to giggle, and she almost did.
“So I’ll see you Friday?” he said.
“Definitely,” Isla replied. “Wait a minute.”
She reached out to grab him when he turned to walk away.
He looked at her, shocked.
“You have to at least kiss me before you go,” she said, and that stupid bubbly giggle just refused to stay buried.
Arturo’s eyes danced. “We’re dating now, so I suppose it’s appropriate.”
“Exactly.” Isla stepped around the tiny glass table. She was already wearing heels, but she tried to push herself higher up on her toes when their mouths touched.
She’d missed his lips so much. They felt different and yet the same. Maybe it was because she knew he’d kissed other women since she’d been gone, but Isla wanted to kiss away any lingering traces of them.
The only thing that stopped her, barely, was the fact that she was in a public place.
That didn’t stop Arturo’s hands from settling nicely on her waist.
They seemed to pull back at the same time, both releasing gasps of air, like in those soda commercials after someone had just had a refreshing drink on a blistering hot day.
Isla didn’t want to let him go. She was giddy from touching him, even like this. The feel of his hard body beneath the expensive suit was real, not some dream her mind had cooked up because she was so desperate lonely and missed him so damned much it hurt.
He was here, and he was holding her back, looking at her like he couldn’t believe his luck.
She couldn’t believe hers either.
“Friday,” she said finally.
“Friday.” Arturo nodded.
He released her.
“I’ll send you a text before then,” she promised.
He nodded again, his eyes still dancing. “Looking forward to it.”
He walked away, sparing her one last, smiling glance over his shoulder as he went back through the glass doors of the café, and then presumably left to get into his limo with Sam.
She felt her entire body buzzing with warm pleasure as she sat back down. She was aware of one or two people sending her cute, happy little smiles. They’d seen the show, thought it was adorable, and she soaked up their nice thoughts.
She was going on a date with Arturo on Friday. They were going to be seeing each other.
That was a pretty good happy ending. It left her stomach tingling and her skin warm and her thoughts mushy and flowery. Arturo loved her. She repeated that over and over inside of her head.
He loved her. That was what happy endings, or good beginnings, were made up of, right? Love and other cozy, happy thoughts?
Now she definitely had her answer when it came to her own feelings. She knew for a fact she loved him back, otherwise, knowing that he loved her wouldn't make her so damned happy. She didn't even know what to do with herself. It was kind of ridiculous in the best possible way.
Also, she had been serious about her contract. Isla owed Arturo two weeks worth of work, and she didn’t like owing debts.

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She was so not free that day. “Perfect. I’m totally open.”She’d just scratch off everything on her schedule.As Arturo got to his feet, Isla did too, just because it seemed like the thing to do.They stared at each other like love-struck teenagers. She felt the urge to giggle, and she almost did.“So I’ll see you Friday?” he said.“Definitely,” Isla replied. “Wait a minute.”She reached out to grab him when he turned to walk away.He looked at her, shocked.“You have to at least kiss me before you go,” she said, and that stupid bubbly giggle just refused to stay buried.Arturo’s eyes danced. “We’re dating now, so I suppose it’s appropriate.”“Exactly.” Isla stepped around the tiny glass table. She was already wearing heels, but she tried to push herself higher up on her toes when their mouths touched.She’d missed his lips so much. They felt different and yet the same. Maybe it was because she knew he’d kissed other women since she’d been gone, but Isla wanted to kiss away any lingering traces of them.The only thing that stopped her, barely, was the fact that she was in a public place.That didn’t stop Arturo’s hands from settling nicely on her waist.They seemed to pull back at the same time, both releasing gasps of air, like in those soda commercials after someone had just had a refreshing drink on a blistering hot day.Isla tidak ingin membiarkannya pergi. Dia adalah pusing dari menyentuh dia, bahkan seperti ini. Merasakan tubuhnya keras di bawah Setelan mahal itu nyata, bukan beberapa mimpi pikirannya telah dimasak karena dia begitu putus asa kesepian dan kehilangan dia begitu terkutuk banyak sakit.Dia ada di sini, dan dia memegang punggungnya, menatapnya seperti dia tidak bisa percaya keberuntungan.Dia tidak bisa percaya miliknya baik."Jumat," katanya akhirnya."Jumat." Arturo mengangguk.Ia dilepaskan dia."Aku akan mengirimkan teks sebelum itu," ia berjanji.Dia mengangguk lagi, matanya masih menari. "Menantikan hal itu."Ia berjalan pergi, hemat nya satu terakhir, tersenyum pandangan atas bahu-nya ketika ia kembali melalui pintu kaca dari kafe, dan kemudian mungkin meninggalkan untuk masuk ke nya limo dengan Sam.Dia merasa seluruh tubuhnya berdengung dengan kesenangan hangat saat dia duduk kembali ke bawah. Dia adalah menyadari satu atau dua orang yang mengirim Nya senyum kecil yang lucu, bahagia. Mereka telah melihat pertunjukan, pikir itu mengagumkan, dan ia menyerap pikiran mereka bagus.Dia akan berkencan dengan Arturo pada hari Jumat. Mereka akan melihat satu sama lain.Itu cukup baik dan bahagia. Ini meninggalkan perut kesemutan dan kulitnya hangat dan pikirannya lembek dan bunga. Arturo mencintainya. Ia mengulangi yang berulang-ulang dalam kepalanya.Dia mengasihi Rahel. Itu dibuat happy ending atau awal yang baik, up, kanan? Cinta dan pikiran lain nyaman, bahagia?Sekarang dia pasti punya jawabannya ketika datang ke perasaannya sendiri. Dia tahu untuk fakta dia mengasihi dia kembali, jika tidak, mengetahui bahwa dia mengasihi Rahel tidak membuat dia begitu terkutuk bahagia. Dia bahkan tidak tahu apa yang harus dilakukan dengan dirinya sendiri. Itu agak konyol dalam cara yang terbaik.Juga, ia telah serius tentang kontraknya. Isla berutang Arturo dua minggu senilai pekerjaan, dan dia tidak suka karena hutang.