Episode 6

RAFAELA...

I was weak and allowed myself to feel Matheus's touches again, but what can I do if the flesh is weak and he's damn good-looking? Well, I guess I'll try to hold onto my self-control because... my children have to come first, always.

I got in my car and Matheus followed in his own. When we arrived at the hospital and parked together, I waited for him before entering.

"Matheus... Before anything else, I need to tell you that I don't want you to meet my children yet... Pedro and Aninha get attached to people easily... And they're already suffering enough at the moment... If... If you're a match and God willing, the surgery is successful... Then I'll allow you to start getting close to them. But until then... Please..."

"Alright..." he takes a deep breath, "I accept your terms."

"And I also don't want your fiancee to know about them."

I walk ahead and he follows me, until we reach Natan's office. As soon as I knock on the door and enter, Natan looks at us with a strange expression, clearly not expecting to see us together.

"Good morning, doctor."

"Good morning, Rafaela. Good morning... Matheus..." I raise an eyebrow at Natan, he shrugs, "what can I do for you?"

"I came to do the compatibility test for Joao Pedro's surgery." Natan looks at me and I discreetly nod, "very well... This way, then."

They both leave the room and go to the office where the sample will be taken for the tests. I go to Pedro's room. I enter and he is interacting with a nurse-teacher, I greet the woman and go to him, leaving a kiss on his head and observing what the woman is teaching him, it's a part of what he's learning at school.

"How are you feeling today, my little one?"

"Tired... but Aunt Raquel didn't let me sleep... she came with a math activity already..."

"That's how it goes, my love haha you can't neglect school just because you're not feeling well."

"But I didn't want to study math."

"I know..." I stroke his hair again and leave a kiss on his forehead before leaving the room. When I step outside, Matheus is standing there, "have they taken the sample already?"

"They have... Dr. Natan said the result will be out in the afternoon..."

"I know. Thank you for trying to help Pedro... I hope it works out."

"How is he? Pedro... I mean."

"He's... fine. He's having his lesson now. Natan will let me know when the results come out... Thank you again."

I try to leave to avoid prolonging the conversation, but he grabs my arm, making me look at him. His blue eyes, intense as the ocean waters, are fixed on my face, examining every inch of it.

"And... you, Rafa? How are you?"

His low, seductive voice sends shivers down my spine. It's been so long since I had any intimate contact with a man, I don't even remember what it feels like to experience pleasure. It's not that I've lost my self-worth, I just haven't been able to trust another man to touch my body.

His body starts to get closer to mine, the longer I take to form a single word, the closer the distance between us becomes. My breath catches, my legs... like liquid. Every cell in my being still recognizes the touches of this emotionless brute.

With a great... great effort, I lift my gaze and meet his two blue irises, responding, somewhat trembling, hiding how much he still affects me.

"What are you doing, Matheus..." his lips, just a few centimeters away from mine, open slightly before he answers, his voice like velvet.

"I don't know, Rafa... But it's been impossible to stay away from you..."

I blink slowly, realizing whose arms I'm in. I gradually step back, still feeling numb from having been so close to Matheus again. Twice in the same day. For the second time this morning, I let myself be carried away by his charms.

He sighs heavily, adjusts his jacket, and clears his throat.

"Do not do that again, Matheus. We agreed that you would only help Pedro get cured. Not that we would be friends," he lowers his head slightly and nods calmly.

"Okay. Let me know when the results come out," he hands me a card, "Goodbye, Rafa," he kisses my temple and walks away.

And now this, my God... After Matheus left, I stood still in the middle of the hospital corridor for a few more minutes, trying to understand what had happened in the past few minutes. But the only conclusion I reached was: Matheus Jones still makes butterflies flutter in my stomach, just like he still makes my heart race and my legs turn into jelly.

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