"Now… you want to tell me what happened?"
"With what?" she asked.
"With your heart"
"What do you mean?"
"I see pain in your eyes, Vic…"
"It's nothing" she smiled trying to fake, but unsuccessfully.
"I don't believe you…" he got closer and kissed her nose playfully.
"I really don't want to talk about it."
"Do you think it will heal avoiding the subject?"
"Yes."
"Okay then… I won't ask again."
The morning was beautiful. The light warming sun entered the apartment through the big crystals behind them.
Spring was a wonderful season. Not too much heat, or too much cold.
She was lying down above his bed beside him, and where her chest ended, her arms leaned against his abdomen, and her hands supported her head. She looked at him with a sweet melancholic something. "What do we do now?" she asked.
"You've always got bored easily."
"In which sense?" she smiled.
"You must know… What do you want to do from now on?"
She sighed and saved silence. "I'm confused now… in a lot of ways. But if you're unsure of what I feel for you, just don't."
"Okay" he knew there was more to come.
"And nobody can get between us now" she rested her head above him.
His hand caressed her hair with the purest of the loves in his heart. He never forgot her, even when he tried and he had to assume that she was gone.
"You don't know how happy my heart is."
She lifted her head and dedicated him one of those smiles from her that would make anybody melt.
"God, that smile… It was hard for me not to be able to see it everyday when I woke up. I tried to keep it fresh in my memory"
"You won't need to anymore" She moved up his body and seated above his hips. She leaned over his chest, and slowly, enjoying the lost feeling, she kissed him. She kissed him and melted.
She was so unused to this simple, unpredictable life that she was just now realizing how much she lost for once wrong decision. "You won't be happy, Victoria" he told her when she was leaving.
"I love you" she whispered to his ear.
"Me too. But I win"
She laughed softly in front of him, and his desires were shot to everywhere.
He grabbed her by her waist, and pushed himself forward, until she was leaning on her back and he had her trapped beneath.
They locked eyes for seconds, and he started kissing her suddenly. He wished he could eat her mouth because that's what he wanted to do.
His left hand hold her hip and the other one traveled up her left arm, until he found her hand and intertwined it with his.
He lifted her head, and watched her there… her gaze was lost, weak, her eyelids about to close because of the feeling of his weight above her. Her black hair spread above the blankets, the air running through her throat at a race speed.
She looked like a true goddess. She was born like that.
"You're staring, Dom"
"Do I bother you?"
"No" she said between sighs. "I found it adorable...I just don't know why"
"Because you're still the same perfection you have always been."
"My body is not the same… I'm not 25 anymore"
"I know that. Of course it's not but it's still beautiful. As your face…"
She laughed at his compliment. He was always so damn sweet, how could he? She haven't had this in so much time… She had to admit that except Conrad, she loved every man in her life in her own way. Each one of them had their good, and their bad. But they all made her feel special. Like a queen.
"You're not behind" she said.
"Do you think I look that good?" he smiled.
"Maybe…"
"I didn't do anything for it."
"Maybe it was the love that kept you alive everyday."
"That would be the only thing."
"You know… " she seated beside him, wrapped with the blankets. "Some people say you become more beautiful if you have children."
"My bad." Both laughed.
And then, it invaded her. The guilt again… another more. Maybe this was the time… years had passed and she still felt this knot in her throat.
"Dom, about that… I need to tell you something."
"Of course."
"Do you remember then… three months before I left, that I went to the doctor twice in a week from nowhere and I didn't want to tell you why?"
"Yes… you really worried me."
She sighed. "I… I got pregnant, Dom."
"What?... you… Are you serious?"
"Yes… please don't get angry"
He swallowed. "Why didn't you tell me?"
"I couldn't… I found out, and I was so happy. And you were out of the city so I wanted to wait for you to come back to tell you. And when you came back, I… I had lost it, Dom. I'm sorry."
He hugged her firmly against him. "Okay… I'm really, really angry. But calm down"
"I'm sorry, I swear… I just didn't want to load more pain above you"
"It was my child, Vic… I had the right."
"Yes, you're right and I just realized it years later"
"Do you know how many times I dreamed about… waking up, looking beside me and seeing you, with your abdomen growing, knowing that I was half of it?"
She believed that he was angry, but he was hugging her. That was a good sign, she thought.