Later . . .
Mirella
Finally, I was home, and feeling the real wind on my face felt really good. I was walking with a bit of difficulty, but I already felt much better. Gabriel carried me upstairs and placed me on his bed.
"I wanted to go to my room," I said, and he rolled his eyes.
"You're welcome for bringing you here."
"Thanks, GB..." I gave a sarcastic smile.
"Sarcastic, huh?"
"I'm not..." He sat in front of me.
"Come back to me, babe," he said with that Puss in Boots face, like in the movie, and I chuckled softly.
"Stop making that cute face; it doesn't suit you." He laughed.
"Okay, but come back to me. You’re the only one, babe. I love you..." I smirked.
"I'll come back, Gabriel, but it's the last chance. It hurts to see you with someone else." He caressed my face.
"There'
