Only you in my love

Under the dim light of the underground parking lot, Noah leaned against the concrete pillar, held Vicente's waist with one hand, and pinched her chin with the other. Then he turned his head and kissed her. Not only Michelle and Caroline widened their eyes, but also Vicente herself. Her beautiful eyes were wide open and her breath stopped.

Recently, Vicente had been hesitant to confess her love to Noah. Vicente had thought that she would be the one take initiative to do it, because she had thought of doing so countless times.

Even if Noah just treated her as his good friend, she still wanted to tell Noah, 'I like you. It's the first time I like someone in more than 20 years. I am obsessed with you. I don't think I will fall in love with anyone else except you. Because I like you very much, I failed to control myself for the first time in my nearly thirty years' life. I couldn't control myself anymore and even had the idea of confessing my love to you. What a crazy idea!'

But every time she saw herself in the mirror, men's suit pants, leather shoes, short hair and flat chest, she would instantly wake up.

She was a man and could only be a man.

How could a man express his love to another man? She might be disgusted by Noah, and be despised by other people if they knew it. What she was more afraid of was to bring trouble to Noah. So she could only keep the original relationship with him and flirt with him occasionally as a reward. She didn't want to ruin their relationship.

But now, Noah pressed his lips against hers and improve their relationship.

His lips were warm, and he did not make any further movement. They just gently pressed together.

She was so close to him that her breath was light, as if she was afraid of disturbing someone.

Vicente seemed to have tasted a little sweet, like an orange-flavored lollipop.

It was strange. It was the first time that she had seen a man who was thirty years old and loved lollipops so much. He used to eat it to quit smoking, but now it seemed that he just liked eating candies. Noah had been mentally prepared to be pushed away or even slapped by Vicente, but the expected result didn't come. He tightened his hands around Vicente's waist and lifted her up. Vicente suddenly moved forward and stood on tiptoe. The temperature on her lips increased, and the breath that echoed in her ears seemed to be a little thicker.

She pushed Noah away and shouted in a man's voice, "Are you crazy? We are all men!"

Without any response, Noah leaned back and looked at her with a faint smile.

When what Vicente had been longing for finally came true, she couldn't believe it. Her eyes were flustered and she didn't dare to look at Noah. She turned around and was about to leave. "Where are you going?" Noah pulled her back into his arms and pressed the back of her head. "We are all men, so what? I don't mind."

"Are you gay?" Vicente looked up at him worriedly, "But Noah, I'm not gay. I'm straight."

"Me too." Noah smiled, bowed his head and whispered in her ear, "I know it, Vicente."

'I know you are a woman.'

The secret that had been kept for many years was known again. Vicente denied subconsciously, "What are you talking about? What do you know? I don't know what you are talking about." She tried to break away from Noah's arms again, but failed.

Noah held her tightly and looked down at the woman in his arms. For the first time, he saw her blush. The one who used to flirt with him with her phone all day long actually blushed. "Okay, I know nothing."

The sound of wheels crushing the ground came from afar, and Vicente's blood pressure immediately rose. She patted Noah on the shoulder and said, "A car is coming. Hurry up, let go of me! I will be recognized. " Noah looked to the direction of the voice and saw the car. Reluctantly, he let go of Vicente and pulled her into her car.

They sat in the back seats.

Vicente drove to look for Noah, so there were only the two of them in the car. They had been together before, but Vicente was a little nervous.

Even if she didn't want to admit, Noah had already known her secret.

After a moment of silence, Vicente returned to her original voice, which was as euphemistic and beautiful as an oriole.

"I hope you can keep it a secret for me."

As soon as the voice came out, Noah was stunned. "It's really you, Berry."

"Yes." Vicente nodded as if she had accepted her fate. "You'd better call me Vicente. Nina named me Berry. She thinks it's a good name for me."

Hearing this, Noah immediately corrected himself, "Vicente. Your original name is Vicente?"

"Vicki. Vicente is my brother's name. When my brother passed away, I was still young and didn't have an official name. My mother and brother have always called me Vicki."

Vicente said calmly, as if an outsider was telling an insignificant story, but Noah knew that she was numb with it as time went by.

His heart suddenly ached. He said softly, "Vicki, can I call you Vicki in the future?"

"No." Vicente turned her head and glared at him. Then she turned back to the man's voice, "It's so sissy. Call me Vincent as before."

Noah chuckled, "Sissy? Why do you think so?"

"It's none of your business."

Perhaps Noah's smile eased her tension, they sat and chatted for a while, as if they had returned to the state of brotherhood. Vicente stretched out her hand to hold Noah's shoulder and pulled him over.

As his head got closer, Noah gasped for breath. He turned his head to look at Vicente's side face. Her beautiful earlobes were a little red, which looked very beautiful.

Noah found that her skin was white and tender, and he smelled a faint wooden perfume from her body.

His breath became heavier and swept across Vicente's face like steam, which was moist and itchy.

Vicente suddenly turned her head. The tip of their noses touched each other, and the breath that was sprayed on her cheeks sprayed on her lips.

They looked into each other's eyes, and the ambiguity atmosphere spread in the narrow car.

Vicente raised her hands and was about to withdraw them, but Noah quickly caught her and put her hands on his shoulder again. He said in a hoarse voice, "I know you like me..."

Vicente held her breath and rolled her eyes nervously. She didn't know what Noah wanted to say.

"Because I like you too."

As soon as Noah finished his words, the previous ambiguous atmosphere fermented like wine, and gradually became strong and intoxicating. Before Noah could say anything, Vicente took the initiative to kiss him and reached out to take off his clothes. Noah was stunned for a moment. He thought it was just a kiss, but...

They were still in the car.

After leaving the underground parking lot, Michelle and Caroline were still in a daze. Thanks to the cold night wind, they could wake up.

Caroline tentatively asked, "Mimi, will you dislike it when a man falls in love with a man?"

"Of course not." Michelle shook her head, "I know a gay couple."

"Okay." Caroline breathed a sigh of relief, "Why were you so shocked just now? Why did you cover your mouth?"

"I'm afraid of disturbing them." Michelle said seriously.

Caroline said in surprise, "You're so considerate."

"Well, thanks to Leon."

Hearing that, Caroline was speechless.