Salt & Savor by Kara mièl

Author:Kara mièl
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: wild Ambrosia
Published: 2022-03-28T00:00:00+00:00

Umami

I feel drained when I wake up. It is before my alarm and well before my body wants to move. I check the time and groan. I got maybe three and a half hours of sleep. Although my body begs for more rest, my eyes wrench open from the pure anticipation buzzing in my brain. Anticipation because I have nearly been disarmed by Andrés. I was supposed to seduce him. I was supposed to scramble his brain and ignite his lust for me. I should’ve had him in my bed last night and kicked him out before dawn, and the only string would’ve been him wrapped around my finger, my legs wrapped around his waist.

I was close to having all of it, too. After I caught him looking the first time, it was easy to feel his eyes on me all night. I knew it wouldn’t take much to have him under my spell. When the Konpa music started to play, I had planned to ask him to dance. I fully intended to draw him tight against me in the whining gouyad dance, once the guitar solo hit. I hadn’t expected his apology. Or the explanation. Not even to have as much fun with Bruno and Zara as I did. Above all, how well we got along after his apology, was the biggest surprise. I don’t think last night was anything I could’ve imagined, not realistically. It feels as if it came straight from my teenage self’s deepest dream. It made me want to know him more, even after the night was done with.

Asking Andrés on a date was not anything I had planned. It’s what I felt in the moment, and I chose to stay in that feeling instead of thinking through it. I was happy and I asked. He had accepted, and very quickly, too. With a meltingly sweet, sleepy smile and a quiet, “Yes,” Andrés agreed to spend more time together. I honestly did not realize that he would become that much more attractive after. Steadfast in himself and willing to do what he could for my comfort, he was beautiful. My core ached at the sight. It did so many times yesterday, especially when watching him interact with his family, but I hadn’t expected the undercurrent of delight that grew alongside the desire. I found myself wanting more than a night, and more than a surface curiosity. No intricate plans or aims, just feeling our way around who we’ve become.

It seems this badass goddess boss is on the edge of being thoroughly affected. This happy ache is also what kept my mind from fully shutting down to sleep. I shouldn’t have smelled the front of my dress after taking it off. His cologne lingered lightly against the fabric and inspired a shower that was longer than it should’ve been. The memory of his touch around my waist directed the stroke of my fingers and followed me to bed.

Here I am, sleep deprived, and throbbing with variations of want. I want more conversations.

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