Erik Pethersen - The Ball

I recover from the start I felt all over my body and I laugh. «Could you let go of me, please?»

«No, I’m not going to let go of you now» she says, laughing. I feel her placing her chin on top of my right shoulder and kissing me on my neck.

«Did the carpaccio make you even more affectionate?» I ask. I grab her hands above my hips and try to free myself from her grip as she opposes to my attempt.

«You are so unpleasant, Lavi!» she laughs. «I’ll bite you then!» She brings her mouth close to my neck again and I feel her teeth slightly biting into my flesh.

I grab Serena’s hands, free myself from her hold and turn around saying: «You’re crazy!»

She laughs, while I do the same.

«You’re insane, Sere.»

«It was just a little bite.»

«No, you are insane: you have lost it» I insist, walking towards the entrance of the building, while she joins me and continues to laugh.

We go past the glass door, we notice that Mauro’s station is still empty and get to the corridor with all the lifts.

«Make sure you don’t bite anyone in the office» I say with a grin.

«Can I give you a hug to say bye?» she asks, stopping in front of me.

«Of course, not» I retort abruptly.

«Bye, then, you nasty thing.»

She walks away down the hall, her calves tightened moving rhythmically on her high heels, towards the lifts.

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