Episode 15

Luan

It was him, damn it, what the hell does Marcos want with me in the bathroom? If he tries to fight me, I'll break him, although I'm not really in the mood for fighting, and apparently, neither is he, because he's also completely wasted, so maybe I can take him down.

Luan: What do you want?

Marcos: Why do you even exist, kid? You awaken something in me that I hate.

Luan: What are you talking about?

Marcos: You provoke me, what did I ever do to deserve that?

We were speaking in a slurred mess because of the drinks, but I think even if we were speaking clearly, I still wouldn't have a clue what he was talking about, until he came onto me. I thought he was going to punch me, so I braced myself to defend myself, but he came on too fast and I couldn't do anything. However, instead of a punch, he kissed me. He kissed me, what the f*ck is going on? He's kissing me. And he's asking for permission to deepen this kiss, and worst of all, I'm giving in. Why am I giving in?

I gave passage to his tongue and we deepened that kiss, which ended up becoming a hot, very hot kiss. He bit my lower lip during the kiss, and that was something I loved in a kiss. Then he pushed me against the wall and started running his hand under my shirt, touching my abdomen and then going up my back and pulling me closer to him, bringing our wet bodies even closer together. Yeah, he was wet too. I put my hand on his nape trying to deepen the kiss even further, if that was even possible, and I put my other hand on his waist and started to lift his shirt, until in a moment of clarity I realized what I was doing, and I pushed him with all the strength I could muster, making him fall, and then left that bathroom. Stupid, but not drunk stupid, but stupid because I was breathless from the kiss, and stupid because of the turmoil in my head now. I left the party and ordered a cab. I don't even know how I managed, but I did, and I went home. On the way, I texted Rafa telling her I had already left. She was g…