Page 95 of Surprise! I'm Engaged To My Boss
I knew she was talking about sex. And I could honestly say that I felt the same way, although she would inevitably think I was lying, with her argument of 'you've had so many women before and blah blah blah'. I had, really. But none of them stirred my instincts like Camila.
Right there, I felt an immense desire to rip off her clothes and fuck her in various ways, for the rest of the night. But that wasn't all.
And that was what I thought was most important to tell her.
“You do that to me too.”
She rolled her eyes and made exactly the comment I expected to hear.
“The womanizer and seducer Michael Turner? As if!”
“I do indeed desire you like I have never desired any other woman before, but that is not what I mean, Camila.”
She blinked, looking confused.
“So, what are you referring to, Michael?”
“You know the night of your birthday? When we left the police station and I took you to the car...”
“And I asked you for a kiss—” she added. “— Yeah, you told me that depressing story.”
“It wasn't just the kiss, Camila. You also made a revelation to me. You said you thought you were in love with me.”
As it always happened when she was embarrassed, Camila's face quickly blushed and I couldn't help but smile, because I thought she managed to look even more beautiful that way.
“I was out of my mind,” she argued. “You shouldn't believe the words spoken by someone like that.”
I don't think even she herself would be able to believe that argument. But maybe I would have believed it until a while ago, since I couldn't be considered someone who understood feelings like passion or love.
But I knew there was something strong connecting Camila to me.
“Well, but I was in my right mind. Don't you want to know what I said?”
“That I was a fool?”
“No. I’ve never thought you were a fool. What I said was that, although you onlythought soat that moment, I was alreadysure. I was sure that, at that time, I was already completely in love with you.”
I realized that she was completely speechless when she heard my confession. So, I took advantage of her lack of reaction to do something that I knew she considered the cheesiest thing in the universe.
I had told her that a guy would have to be pretty desperately in love to do that.
And, well... maybe I was.
I stood up and picked up my guitar, walking away until I was off the porch and into the backyard. I guess I didn't know how to play that song, but... what difference did it make? I couldn't play many of them anyway, and none of them well, and anyway, my off-key voice would completely drown out the sound of the guitar.
“My love... There's only you in my life...” — I started singing the verses of the classic 'Endless Love'.
As expected, Camila finally reacted, bursting out laughing.
“The only thing that's right,” I continued.
“I don't believe this!” she shouted, unable to stop laughing.
Laughter that only grew louder when I forced a higher voice when I got to the part originally recorded by Diana Ross.
“My first love ... You're every breath that I take,”I walked closer, to the first step of the porch. “You're every step I make...”
When we got to the duet part, Camila also started to accompany me, which caused us both to shareanother fit of laughter. She was just as out of tune as I was, and the more excited we got, the more it hurt our ears.
