"So, who wants brigadeiro?" I went back to the den with a tray filled with little balls of brigadeiro, some still undone, with this clammy cream in a bowl and some drinks.
Violeta was the first one to take a stand. "I do! I do! Let me help you!" She jumped out of her seat.
I peeked at Bill, who was glaring at me with a crooked smile across his face. But it was Nick who spoke.
"What is it?" He takes a swift look at the tray and grimace a bit.
"Try it." I smile. "It's something you'll find only in Brazil. It's really really sweet." I say eager to know if they would like it. "And besides, I'm the one who made it. So you better like it."
The girls moved to get theirs, just when I tapped their hands. "I know it's 'ladies first' and blahblahblah, but today, it's boys first." I stare to both of them, waiting to a reaction.
So they budged simultaneously and grabbed one ball. As they taste it, I analyze their expression. For my happiness, they both loved it. As they swallowed the first, they got the second, third and on...
"I have never ate anything quite like that before! Vic, you might be a chef." Bill said, while I looked for a seat with my eyes. Instantly, Bill and Nick slided, giving space for me to sit.
I flouder a bit, but sit on the arm of the coach, next to Violeta. "...Me? A chef? Not at all. I just know how to make it and popcorn in microwave." I rolled my eyes. "And still, sometimes I burn it."
The guys gazed each other briefly. I didn't know what was going on. Nick was acting weirdly today. He wasn't espontaneous as usually. God, why today? Couldn't he choose another day to act strangly?
The day went on, blending laughs, oddy looks, storys, a lot of brigadeiro and a lot of conversation.
"I met Nick in Germany as well. But he's american." I smile, after the fake conversation Bruna made up about how me and Bill met exactly, as if neither of them knew.
"Oh, really?" Bill seemed a little dazed, which was super cute. "So you're american and you speak German, too?" He continued, with his sunglasses still on and his hair disguised with a hat.
"Yes." Nick replied. "And you're german and speaks English, huh." Nick comented with such a disgusting look. "I noticed your extremely apparent accent."
A short moment of silence came afterwards. I saw Bill lifting one eyebrow discreetly. Nick was totally out of control, he was being someone I never met when it comes to Bill.
Our chatter was like that the whole time. Sometimes seemed like we were all having fun, on the next there was some issue nobody was aware of. But in the end of the day I was puzzled to the fact that Bill was the one who stayed. When everybody had already left, he was still there. Just me and him.
Oh my Godness.
"Well, at least you're paying for the hour you weren't here." I said sitting right next to him.
"I had to do something, right?" He replied finally taking off his sunglasses. Then he leaned and kissed me on the cheek. OMG, remember to breathe, Victoria!
"Bill?" I blushed. "What you said before... You meant it...?" I asked, afraid to look him in the eye.
"What did I say?" Bill twisted his finger on my hair, with his long and slim fingers, with black and flawless nails.
"You know... that thing about..." For God sake, am I really asking it? I look like a utter needy person! "Please, don't make me repeat."
"Oh." Bill seemed to sank in what I was trying to say. "Yes, of course, why wouldn't I be serious? I mean, unless you...-"
"No, no." I cut him off, not actually knowing what I was doing. "I was just guessing, hm... I don't know. I was just caught off guard, you know." I smiled and blushed even more, embarassed with myself.
"Vi, what I'm trying to say is that you've been with me all this time." Bill settled and my heart bolted. "But I think I'll just quit the story and sum it up to those three words I just can't take off of my mind and was entirely eager to tell you." He paused. Oh, no... OMG. Don't faint, not now!, I told myself. "I love you, Vi."
TBC
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