Couple

Sergio left and Marcos took me to the pool. There was something in his look that wasn’t for Sofía. It was for me, and I shouldn’t have let it be that way.

Rain beat on the cabin roof and the fireplace burned when I realized Camila hadn’t come to drink wine with us that night.

I tried them on one by one in front of the mirror, with him watching from the other side of the screen. It wasn’t fashion. It was pure control.

Marco was still holding his coffee when she looked him in the eyes and said she needed two men at once. Neither of them expected that morning to change the rules of the game.

Marcos introduced Lucía as his wife in front of the bartender. She was Diego’s wife. No one corrected him. That’s how the night began.

They arrested me at four in the morning and I thought everything was lost. I had no idea what my lawyer would do when she came into that cell alone with me.

The kids were sleeping just ten feet away. I couldn’t make a sound. But when his hands slid under my pajamas, I knew we weren’t sleeping anytime soon.

The scene in the series lasted ten seconds. Enough for her to understand everything I’d been unable to tell her for months.

Valentina had been looking at her differently all day. When the last guest left, the three of them went up to the suite and the silence said it all.

I’d spent the whole week rehearsing how to tell him what I needed that night. When he walked through the apartment door, I knew words would no longer be necessary.

I was taking a deep breath in front of the bedroom door when his hands wrapped around my waist from behind. I wasn’t ready for what came next.

I promised myself I wouldn’t fall again. But when he opened the door and looked at me like that, I knew all my rules would break before dawn.

Heat, the sea, and two couples who are far too comfortable with each other. When the two men went off to buy beers, none of them imagined what they’d end up talking about.