Chapter 22 Back To War With Christopher

• I quickly get out of the jacuzzi bathtub, before Carlos' amused look, who winks at me when I accidentally turn to look at him and he is lost in the movements of my buttocks, I blush, I feel like a little girl, not like the adult that I already was and that I had thousands of responsibilities, and that seemed to be charging me, I look at my phone and I have more than ten missed calls, about five from Camille and another five from Christopher, without counting the landline calls from the home… shit, what happened?, my happy face automatically turns into panic in two seconds, Carlos notices and quickly leaves the jacuzzi to look for me, he quickly puts a towel on my back, while I call my daughter.
• “Hi Mom! Where the hell are you?” Camille's voice was choppy.
• “What happened Camille? are you OK? Is Santi, okay?” I put my hand to my mouth waiting for the worst response from her, meanwhile Carlos is drying my body with such delicacy, that despite the situation I enjoyed his comfort.