((The Casa Rosada 5 and 1/2 years ago))
"I had a wonderful time tonight," Eva said softly.
"You know something," Juan said, "I did too."
"I should go now," she said, "It's getting late."
"I'll see you next week," he asked.
"Absolutely," she said.
She leaned forward and kissed him. They both felt as though the kiss was electric.
"Oh my G-"
She didn't have time to say any more. He quickly closed the distance between them with another kiss. They both laughed. She hugged him goodbye.
After she left he could not stop thinking about her. He didn't think of her in a romantic way before... well except for that night at the party when she took his breath away. Up until that night she was just Eva... his dear friend. Their kiss stirred up feelings in him that he didn't know he had.
She also couldn't stop thinking about him. She had many romances but none of them filled her. She always had a purpose. They always had a purpose. It worked mutually but it wasn't love. It was business or perhaps lust. With Juan it was different. He was such a gentleman. He was a gentle man. He didn't get anything out their relationship sexually but he still treated her like gold.
He would help her on with her coat. He would hold the door open for her. He would put an arm around her. When they went into town he would let her in the car first. Sometimes he would get her a gift. He asked her opinion about things and really listened to the opinion she had. He implemented every one of her ideas. Eva had never known romantic love before. Sex was not love.
Juan managed to get through his meetings. Still he wasn't thinking about anything but Eva. Eva managed to get through her rehearsal but all she was thinking about was Juan. Thoughts of him were like a bubble. She couldn't pop it. It kept getting bigger.
'How am I going to wait a whole week before I see him again' she thought.
'How am I going to wait a whole week before I see her again,' he thought.