When Líli got out of the shower, Diogo walked in. He didn't stay long; soon, they were in the room together. As she got dressed, he observed her as she put on a few more pieces than she usually wore.
"I miss the heat of New York during summer and its short, revealing clothes," he commented. Líli was wearing tights, a long-sleeved dress, boots, and was about to put on a coat.
"I like it that way," she replied without much attention.
It was then that he noticed her somewhat unusual behavior. He approached her, pulling her into a hug, where she nestled in his arms.
"Are you mad at me?"
She simply shook her head.
"Did I do something you didn't like?"
"Diogo... it wasn't fair what you did. You made me ask you to make love to me passionately, you left me full of expectations, and in the e
