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This time I’m the one who is raising their eyebrow. “I do like the idea of going out, but in my time. No pressure.”
“I wouldn’t dream of it.”
“Good.”
“Good.”
For once we agree on something, and as he talks about his run and what we’re going to be studying today, it gives me hope that Diego and I will go back to the way we were when we were kids. Two people getting to know each other and maybe one day will end up being husband and wife. Not because we’re part of an arranged marriage, but because we want to be together. It’s all I’ve ever wanted, not only for me, but for both of us.
I never thought that either of us could connect the way we’ve done, but take away an office and the pressures of New York and Diego is the kind of man that I’d dreamed about. Apart from Enrique Iglesias, he used to hold the key to my heart, but maybe seeing as I’ve never met the singer, I’ve managed to have the next best thing.
Diego.
The man in which at times, I love to hate.
1 Drunk
2 Do you want something?
3 I’m sure.
4 Enjoy your meal.
13
Diego
The last few days Leticia and I have spent most of our time connecting and talking to each other, it’s as if we’re taking the time to be with each other. I didn’t imagine feeling this way about her, I’m curious about how she looks in the morning, the first thing she smells and tastes. It’s as if I want to know everything about her and more.
I’m in bed with Leticia and stroking her hair. She’s in my arms, no more is our relationship a frustrated ride because I’m keeping my feelings at bay, but now I’m completely letting down my guard.
“I remember when we first met,” I say as I kiss her head.
“You do?”
I chuckle. I thought she was sleeping. I can tell her what’s on my mind and how I feel if she’s sleeping, but the idea of her hearing me and knowing what’s on my mind makes me feel anxious. Expressing myself isn’t a thing I do in a hurry. It would mean someone other than myself knowing the true me.
“It was on the farm in Cobeña. You must have been four at the time, and you were supposed to be milking the cows, but Belén ran in to say that you were chasing the sheep.”
She puts the covers on top of her.
“You remember that time? I forgot that you were there.”
I remember everything about meeting Leticia back then. From the way she looked like some wild animal to the way she spoke with excitement about the animals.
“Belén was always telling on me back then. Always getting me in trouble,” she says as she moves to lie on my chest and face me. I move her hair from her face and stroke it, which seems to give her comfort. She smiles at me.
“Why?”
Her eyes shift from left to right as if she’s trying to find the answer. “I don’t know. She used to say it was because I never acted like a lady. That no man would ever marry me. Back then, the only thing we had to worry about was getting married. There wasn’t anything about being independent. Our parents were old-fashioned, and we became it too.”
“Is that how you feel about marriage? It’s just old-fashioned and has no place in modern society?”
“No. Just back then, as soon as you learned how to walk, it was who are you going to marry. It wasn’t about being a kid and learning new things. Everything was about who you will marry and have babies for.”
I know she’s right, because I had pretty much the same upbringing.
“Which is why our families united. I remember saying to Abuela that Belén would make a good wife, not like the wild one, Leticia. She will be hard to control.”
