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Helena:
Preparing for next week's children's class.
Thomas:
Can I steal a bit of it?
Helena:
Where are you?
Thomas:
Look out of the window.
I stopped replying to his messages and got up. The windows of the apartment all faced the street, and I could see him standing at the entrance to the building, leaning on the side of his luxury car. He wasn't wearing his usual suit, but he still looked good in dark pants and a gray polo shirt.
He waved at me when he realized that I was watching him, and I waved back in an almost involuntary movement.
I put aside my notebooks and went down to him after telling my grandmother.
“Hi!” I smiled as I met him in the street.
“Hey...” Thomas leaned towards me, and I couldn't contain my impulse to get closer and stand on tiptoe to kiss him.
He stroked my cheek with the back of his hand and gave me a few kisses before plunging his tongue into my mouth. The kiss was tender and intense at the same time, making me forget any tension, at least for as long as it lasted.
“We hadn't agreed on anything today,” I said when he moved away to take a closer look at me.
“I just wanted to see my girlfriend for a bit, can't I?”
“Of course!” I couldn't help but smile. “Did the girls stay with the nanny?”
“Yes. They should go to bed soon.”
“How nice!”
“They're always asking about you.”
“As if we hadn't spent the whole day together.”
“It's different when it's just the four of us.”
“I know...”
“Mylon told me about Diana.”
I swallowed at his words. Remembering that woman wasn't exactly what I wanted to do at the moment.
“She turned to see the girls, but Mylon soon took them away.”
“They did the right thing.”
“What does she want?” I ventured to ask.
“I don't know yet.” Thomas stared at me and wrapped his arms around my waist to pull me closer. “You seem tense.”
“It's nothing.”