Chapter 38- Jealous Much?

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  Cristiano's Pov



"Thanks Cris" she says placing a kiss on my cheek when she found the toy under her pillow. Cris. That's the first time she didn't call me Cristiano. It sounds lovely coming from her mouth. "I love it. I really do. I had one like this when I was a kid" she says. "Hey what's with the frown" I say holding her chin. "Nothing" she says and turns to sleep. Something is bothering her and I wish she we tell me. I'm glad she liked it. I remember back to when I was standing with Rodrigo in the gift shop at the zoo. I don't know why but I suggested we go to the zoo and I was glad because Lucy loved the idea.


The minute we had arrived at the zoo the smile on Lucy's face never went from her face. The not touching Lucy thing was going good. Watching her laugh and smile with Rodrigo all I wanted to do was give her a kiss. Jorge was right I think, thinking back to the conversation I had with him before we left.

"So that was a surprise last night" Jorge had said as we sat at the table why everyone else went upstairs to get ready to go to the zoo. "What do you mean?" I asked. "Lucy been here when we got back" he said. "Yeah it was a bit" I had said. "A bit. Wow you were lucky. I don't think I could have thought of a reason why you weren't with me" he said. "Well I was so you didn't" I said not wanting to think of all the questions I would have had to face from Máe if I had left the club with Mel.


"You two do look comfy with each other" he had said grinning "based on that kiss anyway". "It was just a kiss Jorge. Elma asks questions if I don't kiss her, ok" I said starting to get annoyed. "I'm sure that's the only reason" he said. I had been waiting to kiss Lucy since she woke up. She won't let me kiss her when it's just the two of us so I must make more of an effort to kiss her when we are with everyone else.



"No, do something, help" Lucy mumbles twisting and turning next to me. "Lucy, Lucy, wake up" I say shaking her shoulders and she sits up suddenly in the bed. I place my hand on the bed on the other side of her waist. She's breathing fast and hard and she's as white as a ghost. "Are you ok?" I ask. She nods her head. "I'm sorry I woke you" she says. "What were you dreaming about?" I ask. "It doesn't matter" she says. "It does if it upsets you so much you have a nightmare" I say. "It was nothing just drop it" she says. "Lucy" I begin to continue but she puts her hand on my mouth. "Just leave it please Cris" she says and lays her head down on the pillow. What the hell was her nightmare about? I wrap the covers back over her and she grabs my arm pulling it closer to her stomach. I snuggle next to her rubbing my hand over her stomach.



"Lucy" I hear a whisper. "Tío Cris" the voice says again. "Go back to bed Rodrigo" I groan opening my eyes. "I want to sleep here" he says. My hand still wrapped around Lucy's waist. "Tío Cris" he wines. "Ok. Come to my side" I sigh. He walks over and I pull him up on the bed. "I want to sleep in the middle" he shouts. "Sssh you'll wake Lucy" I say. "I want to sleep between you and Lucy" he whispers. "No sleep next to me" I say. He shakes his head. "No" he says and Lucy turns to face me. And thankfully she doesn't wake up. "Fine" I say moving over to allow Rodrigo lay between Lucy and I. He pulls the covers around him and snuggles up to Lucy who wraps her arm around him in her sleep. That should be me. Oh great I'm jealous of a three year old I think laying back down.


"Bom día" Lucy says when I sit up in the bed the next morning. She's dressed in a tight grey dress. "Hi" I mumble. "I see we had a visitor last night" she whispers pointing to Rodrigo who was stretched out onto of the pillows. "Yeah. I'm glad he didn't wake you" I say and her eyes move off mine. "I should go I have to get to work" she says and I gently get out of the bed. "Hey wait" I say standing at the door blocking her from leaving. "Are you going to tell me what happened last night?" I ask. "I told you it was nothing" she says. I decide not to push her. "What time will you be back?" I ask. "Sometime after lunch" she says passing me.


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