I didn’t know what Alvaro was thinking, because he didn’t leave after I said that. As a man, shouldn’t he have felt humiliated by my words? Shouldn’t he have left right away? But instead, he was playing with his phone and sitting on the sofa, as if he were waiting for someone to arrive.
Instead of joining him, I chose to lie down. I wasn’t afraid he’d touch me, since he’d already said he wasn’t turned on even though I was naked.
I was just about to lie down when I heard the doorbell ring.
Who was that?
I watched as Alvaro walked over to open the door. My eyes widened when I saw that the person entering was a sexy woman wearing a skimpy outfit; she immediately embraced Alvaro affectionately.
Was I jealous? Of course not. I was just annoyed—why did he have to bring his girlfriend into a
