love. In this case he’s already in love with you, so you
are the one left in the equation. And I have to say that he has been doing an excellent
job. So far, he had achieved that you turn a blind eye to all those signs that
shout and claim that your relationship is not only about sex.”
“You’re completely wrong” Sara
refused to believe what her friend was saying.
“Think about it, it’s a master plan.
It’s like marketing. Do you know that if you want someone to buy something, the
best thing you can do is to let him see it, touch it and feel it? If the client
interacts with the goods, the probability that he ends up buying what you want is
much higher. And that’s exactly what Roberto is doing with you: he lets you
taste the raw material and lets you know him better only for you to fall in
love with him.”
“No, that’s impossible. And I can
prove it.”
“Really? How?”
Sara thought how she could prove
Susana wrong, how she could show that Roberto didn’t feel anything for her but
friendship and desire. But how?
“I’ve got it! One night he’s free,
I’ll ask him to take me to the nightclub where we met and I’ll make out with
some guy. And Roberto won’t say anything because we have an open relationship
and we can be with whoever we want. That will prove you that he isn’t in love
with me.”
Susana considered her idea and
eventually said: “Ok, I think it’s a reliable test. But trust me, this is going
to get nasty.”
10. The test
Sara, determined to carry through the
test, invited Roberto to party with her on Saturday night. He accepted,
although they would have to meet after midnight, when he would have finished in
the restaurant. It was almost the time and Sara was making up. She had chosen a
white dress tied at the back, with a neckline that suggested more than showed,
opened up to her belly. She felt as a diva.
Roberto gave her the missed call they
had agreed on and Sara picked up all her things quickly. He was leaving his
house right then and she had only a few minutes to get ready. When he saw her,
he smiled admired.
“Pretty lady, shall I give you a
ride?” he said after whistling at her.
She shook her head, amused. She got
into the car, next to him, and closed the door.
“Where does the lady want to go that
she had made herself look so good?”
“I want to go to the disco where we
met.”
“What? Why?” he seemed surprised and
even a little bit upset.
“I feel like dancing.”
“If you want to dance, we can go to
places that are closer. The town is full of life today with the festival.”
“No, I don’t want to dance here.”
“Why?”
Sara intended not to reveal her
purpose yet so he won’t make any excuses. She had to carry out the test
perfectly.
“Oh, come on, I want to go there.
I’ll pay the gas” she said, looking longingly at him.
Forty minutes later they were at the
entrance of the nightclub. Before leaving her house, Sara had taken a coffee to
avoid falling asleep during the journey, but Roberto hadn’t known her plan in
advance and he looked tired.
“Actually, I don’t feel much like
partying. I don’t know if I’m gonna be able to dance too much.”
“Don’t worry, we’ll find you a
comfortable place to rest” she smiled.
Roberto wasn’t conscious of what was
about to happen, it was obvious. For an instant, Sara felt sorry for him. She
had made him take her there only to hook up with another man while he looked.
He had even made the effort to take her to the nightclub after working all day.
But no, she shouldn’t feel guilty, at least not yet. If he passed the test and
proved that he hadn’t been lying to her, she would have enough time to apologize.
But Roberto wouldn’t pass the test.
Sara knew it as soon as they entered the disco and men looked at her with
wolfish eyes. Roberto’s reaction was to encircle her waist with the excuse of
leading her to the bar. Without a doubt, he was marking Sara as his. She didn’t
say
are the one left in the equation. And I have to say that he has been doing an excellent
job. So far, he had achieved that you turn a blind eye to all those signs that
shout and claim that your relationship is not only about sex.”
“You’re completely wrong” Sara
refused to believe what her friend was saying.
“Think about it, it’s a master plan.
It’s like marketing. Do you know that if you want someone to buy something, the
best thing you can do is to let him see it, touch it and feel it? If the client
interacts with the goods, the probability that he ends up buying what you want is
much higher. And that’s exactly what Roberto is doing with you: he lets you
taste the raw material and lets you know him better only for you to fall in
love with him.”
“No, that’s impossible. And I can
prove it.”
“Really? How?”
Sara thought how she could prove
Susana wrong, how she could show that Roberto didn’t feel anything for her but
friendship and desire. But how?
“I’ve got it! One night he’s free,
I’ll ask him to take me to the nightclub where we met and I’ll make out with
some guy. And Roberto won’t say anything because we have an open relationship
and we can be with whoever we want. That will prove you that he isn’t in love
with me.”
Susana considered her idea and
eventually said: “Ok, I think it’s a reliable test. But trust me, this is going
to get nasty.”
10. The test
Sara, determined to carry through the
test, invited Roberto to party with her on Saturday night. He accepted,
although they would have to meet after midnight, when he would have finished in
the restaurant. It was almost the time and Sara was making up. She had chosen a
white dress tied at the back, with a neckline that suggested more than showed,
opened up to her belly. She felt as a diva.
Roberto gave her the missed call they
had agreed on and Sara picked up all her things quickly. He was leaving his
house right then and she had only a few minutes to get ready. When he saw her,
he smiled admired.
“Pretty lady, shall I give you a
ride?” he said after whistling at her.
She shook her head, amused. She got
into the car, next to him, and closed the door.
“Where does the lady want to go that
she had made herself look so good?”
“I want to go to the disco where we
met.”
“What? Why?” he seemed surprised and
even a little bit upset.
“I feel like dancing.”
“If you want to dance, we can go to
places that are closer. The town is full of life today with the festival.”
“No, I don’t want to dance here.”
“Why?”
Sara intended not to reveal her
purpose yet so he won’t make any excuses. She had to carry out the test
perfectly.
“Oh, come on, I want to go there.
I’ll pay the gas” she said, looking longingly at him.
Forty minutes later they were at the
entrance of the nightclub. Before leaving her house, Sara had taken a coffee to
avoid falling asleep during the journey, but Roberto hadn’t known her plan in
advance and he looked tired.
“Actually, I don’t feel much like
partying. I don’t know if I’m gonna be able to dance too much.”
“Don’t worry, we’ll find you a
comfortable place to rest” she smiled.
Roberto wasn’t conscious of what was
about to happen, it was obvious. For an instant, Sara felt sorry for him. She
had made him take her there only to hook up with another man while he looked.
He had even made the effort to take her to the nightclub after working all day.
But no, she shouldn’t feel guilty, at least not yet. If he passed the test and
proved that he hadn’t been lying to her, she would have enough time to apologize.
But Roberto wouldn’t pass the test.
Sara knew it as soon as they entered the disco and men looked at her with
wolfish eyes. Roberto’s reaction was to encircle her waist with the excuse of
leading her to the bar. Without a doubt, he was marking Sara as his. She didn’t
say
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