Santiago runs his finger over my bottom lip and my red lipstick slightly smudges.
"Santi," I hiss. He leans down and nicks my bottom lip in return.
"It's Mr. Alvaro to you, secretary," he rumbles. He ran his hand that was resting on my hips down to...
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"You're an idiot," Salma says. "I don't know why you thought ambushing her was going to work."
"I didn't want to wait too long," I reasoned. "I didn't want her thinking I was forgetting her."
"You could've waited one day in your hotel room. Think of what you wanted to say."
"I already knew what I wanted to say," I argued.
"But that doesn't mean she was ready to hear it, Santiago."
I rolled my eyes and sighed. I knew she was right. I looked over at Ethan's camera on the FaceTime call. "Why are you so silent, E?"
He looks up, devastated. "Micah has a boyfriend. I saw her kissing someone else last night."
I blew out a breath and tried to stop myself from rolling my eyes. Not to be mean, but he needed this wake-up call. He's never spoken to the girl before. But Salma thought differently from me. "Aw, Ethan," she coos. "I'm so sorry. I know how much you liked her."
He shrugs. "It's okay. One day I'll find someone who's meant for me." He looks up at me. "What are you going to do, Santiago?"
"I'm going to fucking win her back," I grunt. "No matter how long it takes."
"What if she doesn't want you back?" Ethan challenges me and I glare at him.
"Don't take your anger out on me, you burro." |Spanish- Donkey.|
I grabbed my phone from the dresser. "I have to go. Her meeting should be over soon." We said our goodbyes and I hung up the phone.
I ordered a car to drive me back to Leilani's house. When I get out of the car, I see two people out on the lawn yelling at each other. More like the pregnant girl is yelling at the skinny guy.
"I find it hard to believe it took you three hours to get some goddamn sushi," the girl yells. "I wasn't born yesterday, ʻūhā. Who were you screwing for the past three hours?" |Hawaiian- Bitch.|
"Lela, I wasn't sleeping with anybody. How many times do I have to say I would never cheat on you?" the boy pleads.
"Uhm, excuse me?" I ask, afraid to cut in to the heated conversation. That pregnant girl turned to me with an angry twitch in her eyes. I didn't want her to kill me instead of her boyfriend. "Is Leilani home yet?"
She studies me, angrily. "You're the little pupule who hurt my cousin, correct?" |Hawaiian- Dumbass|
She crossed her arms and the guy behind her mouthed to me: don't lie. "Uh...can I go up and see her?"
