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“Oh, my God, Marcos! No! It’s not that!” I interrupt his speech before he has a chance to say what such a better gift was that, but I can’t help laughing at his absurd suggestion. “It’s a movie session, like the one you went to in Vienna...” The eyebrows rise in surprise, and slowly a smile begins to spread on his face.
“A boat drive-in?”
“Or a Sail on, if you want to use the right name…” He turns to me with an amused expression on his face.
“And you brought Molly here just for that?” The smile on my face slowly fades.
“You don’t like it?” I blink, disappointed. Marcos takes his hands to my cheeks and holds my gaze to his.He smiles a lot, drop-dead gorgeous, he gives no chance to all the women in a 50-mile radius. I have no doubt, I’m the only survivor and I’m not even sure why.
“I loved it,Ella! I loved it!” The words make my heart leap in my chest, but no more than the approach of his lips.Marcos kisses me slowly, hot.His tongue enters my mouth with the intensity already familiar, but there is not the usual despair, today there is tranquility, one that I want very much, but to which I cannot cling.
With my arms outstretched and supported in front of me, I let water drain down my body.The jets are powerful and fulfill their role by relaxing the muscles after almost a full day of sitting.
I can’t get the smile off my face.My plan was to spend Friday night withEllajust as it has been every night, to be honest.Because no matter how many have passed, I still don’t think they’ve been enough.
What was definitely not in my plans was to do it aboard Molly.I shake my head to one side and the other and let my eyes run down the boat’s bathroom still not being able to believe that she simply transported the sailboat from the island here without me having any idea what was going on.
I need to call my dad and thank him.But that’s going to mean a complicated conversation about marital happiness, so I’d better not.Or maybe that’s exactly what I need. Fuck it! You know what I don’t need?Thinking about it now, today is a great night to give me a break from my own inner chaos!
When I got Antonella’s text, I was worried about what the surprise would be.Ellahas been acting strange since the morning after Isabella’s birthday, practically a week ago.Distracted, thoughtful, looking sad, and definitely more slippery than ever when it comes to subjects she doesn’t want to talk about. That was annoying.
We got on the boat and Antonella got lost in the kitchen after handing me a map on where to lead us.We passed the way from the marina to here, the point where the movie session will take place, right in the middle of the sea, separated, and when we arrived, she dispatched me to the bath after just one kiss.
I turn off the shower and stretch my hand to reach for a hanging towel.I dry off and leave the shower stall with it wrapped around my waist.I cross the small space to the bedroom and, without much worry, choose some shorts and a T-shirt in the closet, eager to have my wife in my arms again.
Back on the surface, I find Antonella sitting on the futon that covers the bow of the boat. Beautiful.Absurdlybeautiful.Unable to move, I take some time just looking at her.At the position and distance she is, all I can see is her profile illuminated by the bright white circumference in the sky.
The image is fucking awesome.Surrounded by dozens of other boats and facing a huge projection screen propped on a yacht, Antonella seems to be imprinted on the Moon. The face has clean skin, without any makeup, and yet the full, pink lips stand out.The short hairs are loose, and the warm breeze shakes them a little.
The white dress of thin straps is piled up at the height of her thighs because of the Buddha position in which she is sitting, and her face is thoughtful.I’m pretty sure her mind is a long way from here.Her eyes close, and she sighs.An anguished expression takes over her face and it makes me walk.
Ellaturns toward me as soon as she hears my footsteps and smiles.But it’s not the smile I want on her face every day.It’s a sad smile.A smile that doesn’t deserve those lips. My lips.
I sit behind her, surround her body with my legs and her waist with my arms.I sink my nose into her neck, sniffing her tasty smell, and close my eyes briefly, enjoying the sensation that floods my veins each time I do so.My wife lies her head on my shoulder, giving me more access and resting her body against mine.
I give her soft kisses on her skin before whispering in her ear.
“A candy for your thoughts...”
“There’s nothing worth candy in them... Sorry...” she asks quietly, and I distance my face from hers enough to look at her eyes clearly.
“What’s going on,Ella?” One of my hands reaches for her cheek, ensuring her gaze doesn’t slip away.She shakes her head, but doesn’t have the audacity to do the same with the words, “Will you tell me by the end of the night?” Now her head moves up and down, agreeing, and so do I.
I exhale harder than usual and rest my chin on Antonella’s shoulder.In front of us, there’s a towel and a picnic basket.I smile, she thought of everything.
I take the phone out of my pocket and with my chin still resting on her shoulder, unlock the screen, find what I want and extend it to Antonella.
“Look.” She fits her hand under mine, bringing it along with it the phone closer to her eyes.
“The interview! It’s out!” She bites her lip and makes a funny, anxious face.
“Yeah!” I nod and kiss her neck again as she reads the publication in the online magazine. “The magazine was also published today.I bought one. I thought Isabella would like to see her mother in a magazine.”
My wife looks up, interrupting her reading just long enough to let me see her roll her eyes.
“Her mother and Marcos...” She clicks her tongue right after saying my name, and my eyebrows rise in a very fun surprise.
“Are you jealous?” I laugh at the silliness.
