My Dear Mr. Nice

Chapter 38 : Do You Want A Closer Look?

Chapter 38 : Do you want a closer look?

Carlos embraced Micaela. The fragrance of the girl's body soothed his longing to see her....

Carlos had never dreamed that one day he would do something so crazy for a woman.

He mobilized the helicopter immediately and flew here as fast as he could after hanging up the

phone....

Micaela's eyes filled with uncontrollable tears.

A few hours earlier, this man had been in the distant Fracimon Nation, and now he was standing in

front of her....

Micaela reached out and hugged the man tightly around the waist....

Her gesture made Carlos take a deep breath. It was the first time she had responded to his proximity.

A deep male voice whispered in Micaela's ear.

-Micaela... -Carlos had wanted to call her softly like that for a long time.

Micaela felt her heart flutter. It was the most touching voice she had ever heard, calling her name.

-Yes!

Micaela answered appreciatively, her tears flowing even harder.

Carlos gently released her and saw her tear-filled, but still shining eyes, and the tear-wet face that

made him miss her.

He lowered his head and kissed the tears from the girl's face, one by one.

-They are tears of joy, are they not?

Micaela was too shy to look at him, but her small hands clung to the man's shirt.

Carlos saw the barefoot girl and picked her up.

Micaela unconsciously threw her arms around his neck....

Closing the door with his foot, Carlos carried her into the bedroom and placed her on the bed.

Micaela's heart pounded violently, not daring to look at Carlos.

"What are you going to do, is this going too fast? I'm not ready for this..."

Carlos looked at the girl's shy face and smiled. He turned off the light and the room was immediately

dark.

Micaela heard the sound of his body as he took off his jacket and then felt the place sink next to her. A

hand came up with the quilt and covered her as he took her in his arms....

-Go to sleep, good night.

Micaela was a little overwhelmed as she clutched her chest.

-Micaela, even if you want to do something with me, it will have to be some other time, it's been many

days since I slept well.....

Micaela was glad at that moment that Carlos had turned off the lights.

She buried her face in the man's arms as hard as she could....

"What a shame, what the hell was she thinking now?

He shifted gently, trying to find a more comfortable position..."

- "If you keep moving, you won't be able to sleep well.

Carlos' husky voice sounded above her head.

Micaela stopped, not daring to move again.

Soon the man's even breathing sounded.

Micaela smelled his pleasant scent and a lot of thoughts ran through her head.

"Did he go straight to Fracimon Nation after leaving me last time? He sat on the couch all night that

day, didn't he? He took a flight back immediately, didn't he? He was really exhausted..."

While thinking about it, Micaela also fell asleep.

Before she fell asleep, she remembered one more thing:

I bought her a blanket to protect her from the cold when he slept on the couch.

Micaela woke up at dawn with an arm around his waist....

She looked up slightly and saw Carlos' sleeping face, and her heart pounded again.

The man was lying on his side facing her, with his beautiful eyes closed and his soft hair hiding part of

his forehead, like the most handsome king in the world.

Gently pulling away from the man's arm, Micaela rose quietly from the bed.

...

Carlos' hand unconsciously went to his side, but there was nothing there.

It had been a long time since he had slept so well and now he felt refreshed.

He sat up and looked around, for the moment he was alone in the small bedroom.

The room was filled with the fragrance of Micaela's body, which made him feel especially comfortable.

Looking down at the black shirt he wore, there was a water stain on the chest, from Micaela's tears the

night before....

There was a set of clothes folded neatly at the foot of the bed, the same ones Carlos had left here after

his last wash.

Carlos smiled...

"The little girl had thought of everything."

Micaela prepared a soup and some simple side dishes in the kitchen, then brought them to the table

and looked at the closed bedroom door.

"Isn't he awake yet?"

Micaela untied her apron, hung it up in the kitchen and headed for the bathroom.

"I seem to have left my phone in the bathroom."

She reached out and pushed the bathroom door, a blast of moisture hit her and then, she was

completely confused....

A tall figure was standing there....

The man had just finished his shower and was drying his hair with a towel. The naughty water dripped

down his hair, over his shoulders, and then began to slowly slide down his toned pecs, down his abs,

and finally ...

Micaela hurried to cover her eyes and turned away, her heart pounding violently....

-I... I didn't see anything....

God, it hadn't occurred to her that Carlos might be in the bathroom!

This bathroom had two doors, one of which led to the bedroom!

When he rented the house it seemed like a great design so he could go to the bathroom without having

to go through the living room in the future....

Carlos also froze slightly, but quickly came to his senses and calmly wrapped the bath towel around his

waist and headed for it.

Smelling the familiar scent of shower gel, Micaela's heart pounded....

-Don't you feel sorry for her?

-What?

-Didn't you see anything?

Micaela blushed shyly.

Carlos continued to whisper deliberately in her ear:

-Do you want to take a closer look?

Micaela frowned as the man's warm breath brushed her cheek, making her feel a little ticklish....

-I don't want to! -The girl said and went back to the kitchen.

Carlos watched her back as she walked away and smiled.

"What to do, teasing her would be addictive?"

Micaela washed her face with cold water in the kitchen before letting her face temperature drop.

Taking a deep breath, she walked out of the kitchen to see Carlos just as he was leaving the room.

The expensive clothes only accompanied him, making him even more handsome....

Carlos looked at Micaela, who immediately looked away and slipped over to the table to sit down and

eat her soup in silence.

Carlos sat down across from her. The soup was already prepared in front of him.

-Do you know how to cook? -Carlos asked, seeing that the soup was thick and the little dishes all

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-Well, only the simple ones can I....

Micaela just looked at him and looked away.

"What should I do? When I see him I think of his magnificent chest..."

Suddenly there was a knock at the door and Micaela went to answer it like meeting a savior.