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Things were still unclear with Cesar. One night, I decided to try something different. He seemed focused on some documents, so I approached him carefully. I got pretty close, and he remained focused.

"Hi..." I called, finally diverting his attention away from the papers.

I kissed him, but it wasn't just any kiss; it was a kiss filled with love. He responded momentarily until he subtly pushed me away.

"Stop," he said.

I persisted a little and kissed him again, but he didn't allow it.

"Stop," he repeated more firmly.

"Why?" I asked.

He got up and headed towards the stairs, signaling his intention to go to the bedroom.

"What's happening?" I asked, causing him to pause before starting to climb. He looked at me, pondered for a moment, and then continued on his way. 

His expression clearly indicated that there was no implicit invitation for me to follow him.

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