My Dear Mr. Nice

Chapter 20 : I'M Not Spying On You, Really!

Chapter 20 : I'm not spying on you, really!

She always blushed at his approach and didn't know how to react, she didn't know if this was feeling something for him, she had never felt such emotions towards Marcos.

But she knew that Carlos and she were from different worlds because of their identities....

She could not give him any answer...

Carlos grabbed her chin, not allowing her to turn her head away.

-Did he just kiss you?

Carlos asked with an icy gleam in his eyes.

Micaela froze for a moment, shocked, her mind went back to the scene on TV where the heroine was kissed by someone else and the man had to personally disinfect the heroine... So she shook her head immediately.

-Really? Then why do I seem to have seen that...?

Carlos was talking while he wanted to kiss her....

Micaela turned her head away and shouted:

-He didn't kiss me, it was just a touch on my cheek.....

-Is it this way?

Carlos gave a soft peck on her cheek.

It was a peck, but it made the girl's body shudder slightly.

Micaela thought her brain must have short-circuited, because she turned her neck and turned the other side of her face towards him....

-Oh, this way? -she said as she was about to give another kiss....

There was a knock at the door and Micaela pushed him away in fright, getting up and running to the door.

Micaela tried to open the door and a large hand rested on it, his magnificent body pressed against the small of Micaela's back.

Carlos rested one hand on the door, looked down and gave her a kiss on the other cheek as well.

-Face your feelings for me, okay?

Micaela felt her heart was going to burst out of her chest, she bit her lip, not knowing what to do, not rejecting his touch at all....

His other hand overlapped Micaela's on the doorknob and, with a push, the door opened.

-Sir, Miss Noboa!

people behind him, all with elaborate lunch boxes in

put down Carlos' phone, closed

Carlos made himself

presented dishes, it looked

she had sat here for a formal dinner, on top of that it was

the hair on his forehead looked soft, he was ladling the soup with a spoon, his eyes focused, his thin lips pursed before he put the bowl

at her and Micaela

spying on

***

bite her tongue, "Don't be

Carlos chuckled a little.

felt her heart beating fast and lowered her

know. Come on,

it weren't for the table that separated them, she would have liked to rub his head at the sight of

a shy little girl,

looked down, wanting to bury her burning red

the table while Carlos took a

was so awkward not having a

wondered if he should ask

Micaela already cleared the table and was doing something

This felt pretty good.

out and as soon as she came out, she saw Carlos looking at her

twice

getting late, you should

Carlos got up.

was really leaving, Micaela hurried to the

grabbed her by

the arm, "That Marcos is still downstairs, aren't you

and her

was clear she was

her towards the

a shower and get some rest, I'll stay here with

wanted to spend the night

Micaela's heart beat faster....

still wanting to say something, Carlos whispered in her

want me to

ran into

sofa, how could he give Marcos the opportunity

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