"I couldn't expect less from you," I retort.
"You understood my message," I state with a smile.
"I will always understand your call." His fingers trace my face, as if remembering a path. I feel the soft caress and his gaze wandering over every piece of me. "You came back," he states, because despite being obvious, it seems he still wants to convince himself.
"I came back," I say as I return the caress and immerse myself in our bubble, ignoring the music, the sounds, the people and even the sun that invades us at this minute.
"But I know you well enough to know you will still take great flights."
"It's necessary that the women I help have a chance. I can't be the only one in the world. So, yes, I will have my flights, but not always so distant or even constant. I came back, Lorenzo, be
