Chapter 14 Jealousy is never a good company

• I was in his arms, and he had me pressed to his chest tightly; I could inhale his scent between sweat and woody aroma; it was intoxicating. I looked at him, and he answered me with a smile, followed by the stupidest question he could have asked me.
• "You and that Kenzo guy, did you two have a relationship at the pass?".
• "Why do you ask, what does that matter, if it's in the past," I said, trying to make him see that that was in the past and not important to me.