My Sister's Boyfriend
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I looked at his face, which was also staring at me thoughtfully. I sat down on my Indian legs, now looking at my hand. Confused. I didn't know if I could do it. It was almost like using it.

- Malu...? He whispered, I lifted my head, brushing my hair out of the way. He sat down, now next to me. He was always close like that, but somehow, now he seemed too close. Too uncomfortable. -Yes? I tried to keep my voice calm. The hair fell back on my face. But this time I didn't care. I let the curtain cover my cheeks, which were already beginning to blush.

"I was thinking about something, which I've been told several times. -Geez. He brushed the hair off my face, tucking it behind my ear. This time very concentrated in my eyes.

"In what?" I felt my mouth go dry, more from nervousness than anything else. I tried not to run away since this scene seemed so unreal.

"I was always told we were on a good match and I always ignored it. Why... You've always been different from other girls. You were the only one who always did everything not to hurt... -And...?

"And you never hurt me. And even now, we're like this... Liking others. I think we could. Dunno. Her fingers ran over my shoulder, making light circles. Immediately putting me on my toes. I understood why he had so many girls on his tail, he was definitely good at it. -To try.

I closed my eyes and leaned forward letting instinct get the better of me, I wouldn't say I felt like doing that specifically, but I took the opportunity, before the courage disappeared. Her lips brushing against mine. I repeated to myself not to think about what I was doing. It was just a mouth, huh. But knowing that the mouth was Alexander's, my best friend's, didn't help matters. Several thoughts went through my mind, confusing me and making me frustrated with myself. I couldn't concentrate. I walked away, trying to get the image of Igor out of my mind.

"It sure helps if you don't think about him." He said, looking into my eyes. And he gave me a quick selfie. "Don't think about him, focus on me. 'Cause I'm focused on you... You smell good, you know

My eyes widened. Surprised he told me that. I never thought he knew me so well and also that he would tell me something like that someday. He didn't give me much time to recover from the shock of his words. Her lips once again brushed lightly against mine. I faltered again, backing back, but he was faster. His hands grabbed my hair by the nape of my neck, pulling me close. Her lips were definitely on mine now. Not just a light brush, but an impetuous and determined touch. Her mouth soon moved into mine, making me get into the rhythm. He squeezed my never harder, making me shiver from head to toe. I glued my body closer to his, holding his waist tightly and bringing my other hand close to his neck. Holding me back to that different, conflicted feeling. They were different tastes, I noticed. Different ways of kissing me. The way Alexander squeezed the hair on the back of my neck hurt, but it made me forget everything else. And I sure liked that.

So I tried to focus on that. Not that kissing Alexander had been easy, at least at first contact had been extremely difficult. But now... It wasn't natural yet. But the way he did it, the moment, made me believe that if we really pushed ourselves and focused on each other like we were doing now, maybe we could get through it together. Two weeks later. I was right about myself and Alexander; Together, we help each other get through things, in this case people. At least in part, we felt good together and were able to fill most of our needs together. My mother had been overjoyed when she found out we were dating, Karol had been surprised, but even indifferent. Ceci, on the other hand, to my surprise, when she found out that Alexandre and I were actually dating, didn't jump or brag about knowing before that we had something. She was kind of... Strange. He moved further away.

And like it or not, that was good for me. Since with her away, her boyfriend moved away too, which made me feel calmer.

As for Alexander, he was definitely a good dater, especially in terms of... physical of the thing, although we hadn't come close to anything more serious. I had never arrived with Igor, so I definitely wouldn't arrive with Alexander. Our 'dating' was even going well, but because I was a womanizer I still looked around. I wasn't jealous, but I had already warned him that I wouldn't admit to cheating. To my surprise, he said the same thing. We were trying hard to move the relationship forward. His first serious relationship. And I found that I enjoyed being with him. It was fun. Because we had that very strong friendship, although in the last few days we had stopped telling each other a lot of things. It wasn't a perfect relationship, because so many things had changed. I was glad he kept me busy, with no time to think about Igor. But I really missed the way we were before. We were more carefree, we made confessions to each other and we always had something to talk about, and laugh about, what he told me, his encounters...

"Malu?"

-Yes?

"What are you thinking about?"

- On the beach. There's a party today, isn't it?- A party on the beach. It gathers all the friends, family, someone brings the car with the stereo, the food is freshly made. It was nice to have parties like that, very familiar, but I was in no mood. "Do you have it, do you want to go?"

"I don't know if I want to..." I was torn between the idea of being bored the rest of the day in my room, or staring at the couple of the moment.

"Why will Ceci and Igor be there?"

Guessed. - I smiled, embarrassed. Weird, the two of us dating and in love with other people. What a mess.

"I hear they're fighting.

"Oh yes? - I tried not to give Alexander a leash. But he looked really thoughtful as he fiddled with my hand. And when he got like that, so serious, it was because something was bothering him. -Arran...

"Who told you?" I sighed, overcome by curiosity.

"My top-secret source. - Super secret source that I didn't even have to think twice to find out:

- My mother, obviously.

"It wasn't your mother..."

"Of course it was her. "My mother was always crazy about Alexander, and I knew she didn't miss a good gossip. The two of them together then... It was a disaster. "Okay, it was her. "I knew it. "Do you know anything else?"