- Coffee, tea or juice? - I ask you back to what you were doing.
- Juice, please! - Brooke answers, leaning his head on the counter with his flat hands.
Your gesture makes me have thoughts I didn't want. I couldn't help but wonder how good it would be to kiss Brooke's neck and the entire length of his naked back while listening to his groans of pleasure. The creepy skin under my lips, while Brooke was gasping, made me horny.
- Oh, shit! Where did I get that from? - grumbling turning towards the refrigerator to pick up the jug of juice.
I sigh to clear my head. Brooke raises his head and looks at me with a face.
- What are you doing? What are you doing? - she asks by pointing the stove.
I smile at her taking the plate with the omelets ready.
- Strawberry omelet! My specialty! - I answer with a smile. - I remembered that you never tasted it, so I thought this would be the perfect opportunity.
Brooke takes the plate out of my hands and the fork I offer, making a face.
- Oh, my God! Oh, my God! - she exclaims after a long sigh, when she took a fork in her omelette and took it to her mouth. - This is delicious! Where did you learn how to cook?
- In cooking programs. - I'll explain as I sit next to you and start eating. - I've always liked privacy and I hate having employees around me, so I had to learn. Apart from Maristela, who comes every week to do the cleaning, I don't have any other employees.
She looks around.
- Is the cover yours or a friend's? - Brooke asks by closing his eyes to taste the omelet.
- She's mine, actually! It was a gift from my dad when... - I close my eyes, making a face and punch the counter snarling. - Can we change the subject?
- I'm sorry! I'm sorry! - she says shrugging her shoulders. - Anyway, she's beautiful and this view is amazing.
Brooke says, going up to the big windows and spreading his hands on the glass. She's leaning on her forehead looking down. I usually did that when I was bored, but most people were afraid to look down.
- I've made some modifications and it's quite different from the original. - I mean, walking into the living room and, folding my arms, I stop in front of Brooke. - She's bigger than her friend out front, the Ken doll.
I hear Brooke choke while staring at me with his eyes wide open.
- Aron lives here? - Brooke asks by looking in the direction of the door.
Laughing, I cross my arms in front of my chest.
- What's so great about that? - I ask. - From the way you were rolling around in the door of his apartment last night, I thought you knew Aron lived across the street.
Brooke frowned, then stared in astonishment.
- All right! All right! - she says with a choking voice. - Just say it to torture me. I would never dance in front of someone's door, especially if it was Aron. I didn't even know he lived here.
She walks into the kitchen to deposit and wash the juice glass. Brooke stares at me again and makes a horrified face when he realizes I'm smiling.
- Ah! Oh, my God!
- Ah! Don't worry! - I'm saying getting closer. - You gave a wonderful show that made Aron very angry, so just blame yourself for not remembering.
Brooke stares at me for a few seconds, until he softens his expression and begins to smile, twisting his fingers.
- Do you swear?
- Absolutely not!
She's laughing her ass off.
- Come on! I'll show you my apartment. - I say take your hands. - Then we can watch a movie, if you want.
- Ah! I don't want to bother you! - she says shrugging her shoulders. - I intend to go as soon as I take a bath. Where are my clothes?
- No way! - I say dragging Brooke to the balcony. - The weather out there is terrible, and it's not always when I get visitors at home.
- All right! - she mocks. - I'll pretend to believe it!
- I'm serious! - I answer with a firm voice. - Except for my mom, nobody comes to my apartment.
- What about your conquests?
- It's just fun, Brooke! - I mean emphatic. - I wouldn't want them on my doorstep after a night of sex. You're the first girl I've brought here.
Brooke raises his eyebrow and smiles.
- I'm flattered! - she says with mockery. - Disgusted, but flattered at the same time.
I'll let out a laugh and pull you on a little tour. The rain began to fall denser and thunder could be heard from afar. The New York sky was unstable, time was raining, time was sunny. That was not an atypical day, and besides the rain and thunder, it was also very windy.
The roof balcony was all enclosed with a sunroof. This way, on sunny days, it was possible to enjoy a good bath in the pool. We
