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[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R0rKB_bsUNg][i]I said I didn't feel nothing, baby, but I lied.
'Cause I ain't got no business catchin' feelings, anyway.
I ain't got no business catchin' feelings.[/i][/url][/center][hr][hr]
It was nearing midnight on the 3rd of July, and Marlie was ready to have some fun. After a boring day spent on the pool of her house, dinner and a much-needed nap had recharged the young woman’s batteries for the long night of drinking and dancing ahead. In typical Marlie fashion, she’d spent over two hours preparing herself for her time out: flat-ironing her hair, doing her makeup, searching for and picking out the perfect maneater [url=https://images-ext-1.discordapp.net/external/i6aYCIpFluylQqGROxr1JtxcqMq7x-GQCzelHLsRKIo/https/i.pinimg.com/originals/c6/13/58/c61358176c02ebb16016ef919b58c45d.jpg?width=301&height=301]outfit[/url] that was a periwinkle mini dress paired with some cheetah print ankle heels and a few accessories. There had been a slight hiccup in her plans when Adrian and her father had demanded to know where she was heading and insisted to have their driver Nacho take her to the club and back, an offer which the Mexican girl fought against strongly. In the end, Marlie had come out victorious as always, and after kissing her two favorite men goodbye she was off into the night behind the wheel of the beloved [url=http://ag-spots-2015.o.auroraobjects.eu/2015/04/29/ferrari-458-spider-c103929042015224322_8.jpg]rose chrome Ferrari 458 Spider[/url] she’d gotten as her high school graduation gift.

She hadn’t been driving for a whole five minutes when the orange icon of an empty gas tank began to flash in the dashboard. Cussing herself for not checking this sooner and having somebody else do this for her, Marlie sighed and pulled into the nearest gas station against her will. It was only after she’d turned off the car and looked up that she’d realized the mistake that she’d made. The Latina knew the car parked in the pump in front of her very well... And she knew the car’s owner more than she’d liked to admit.

[color=#F6989D]“[i]Puta madre[/i]!”[/color] Marlie cried out, slamming the palm of her hand on the steering wheel in a sudden fit of anger. What were the odds that she’d happen to run into who was probably the biggest regret of her life? Like, who even left their damn office job at Daddy’s Town Hall at this time of night, anyway? And why decide to fill up the damned gas tank [i]right now[/i], at that, and effectively ruin the mood when all she was supposed to be hyping up for an evening of partying down at the VIP of The Edge? Closing her eyes, she rested her forehead on the same spot she’d just slammed, taking a moment to control her heavy breathing.

The truth was that Blu Carver and Marlena Castillo shared some history between them that went far beyond the ‘best friend’s brother’ relationship everyone thought they’d had. Last year’s summer, back when she and Annalise were still best friends (it seemed like forever ago, when Marls stopped to think about it), the Latina had been invited on holiday with the Carvers to their cabin at Smith Island. On one particular night, after Abraham and Lexi had long gone to bed, the kids had raided the liquor cabinet, and proceed to play a handful of drinking games that ultimately left them all giggly and tipsy. At one point, Anna had excused herself and gone to bed, leaving Blu and Marlie on their own. It was then when Blu, after admitting he’d been attracted to her for some time now, had asked the favor that had been the beginning of the end... 

He’d wanted Marlie to be the one to take his virginity.

At first, even in her slightly-drunk state, Marlie had hesitated. This was Blu they were talking about: soft, sweet, kind Blu, who she’d known for over ten years and didn’t want to hurt in a million years. But the influence of the liquor running down their veins that night had been stronger than anything else. The sexual tension between them after the high-voltage request had grown past bearable levels as the minutes went by. And all it had taken was a mind-blowing kiss from Blu to prove he was serious about things for them to rush off to the bedroom and finally make his dreams a reality.  

The morning after had been somewhat awkward, with Marlie having to sneak out at dawn to Anna’s bedroom so they wouldn’t get caught. But, ultimately, both parties had enjoyed the experience so much they had decided to do it again. And again... And again. This was how, for the rest of that summer, Marlie and Blu had began an impromptu friends with benefits relationship. He would sneak her into his house whenever nobody was around every chance he got, their interactions crossing the boundaries of what was considered ‘vanilla’ at every encounter. In the end, their run had been short, but filled with an intensity and passion that translated into pure fire between them whenever together: a true rollercoaster of feelings and sensations that neither of them had imagined living with the other. But all good things must come to an end, and Marlena ultimately put a stop to things at the end of the summer. 

She’d tried to break it off as gently as possible, knowing fully well how sensitive Blu was. She’d thanked him for the good times they’d had together, and made a joke out of how now he would be ready to fully please all future partners he’d come in contact with like she’d done with her. What she hadn’t expected was for him to have caught deeper feelings for her that went past the friendship they had shared. He never outright admitted this, but she saw the change in him before anybody else, and it was hard to miss the way he would flinch whenever he saw her. Feeling like the biggest scum of the Earth, Marlie had decided to spare the poor man of the pain. She’d started to visit the Carver home less and less, until she was ultimately banished forever from it after Anna put two and two together and the girls had had the blowout that destroyed their friendship.

Even now, nearly a year after the series of unfortunate events, the sight of Blu still made Marlie felt a pang of guilt in her stomach. She’d had her reasons for ending things, of course; she wasn’t the heartless monster Anna made her out to be. But her pride had always bigger than anything else; and she would be damned before admitting that she’d lowered her guard, let Blu slip right through and give her ‘the feels’ of any kind. In her eyes, there was no way things would have worked out between them. He was the Mayor’s son, after all. He deserved a partner who was nothing short of exemplary; someone would make him and his family proud to include and show off. 

Bottom line? Blu Carver was much too good for the spoiled daughter of a cartel kingpin.

[color=#F6989D][i]‘Respira, Marlena. Tu respira y relájate. Párale a lo de pendeja y ándale, que no tienes toda la noche.’[/i][/color]

Marlie repeated this mantra to herself over and over again, until she felt she’d taken the words to heart.Taking a deep breath, Marlie exited her car and sauntered to the station, high heels clicking through the pavement as she walked with the arrogant confidence that characterized her family. Head held high and pout in place, she took position behind the painfully attractive Blu- in his very sexy business suit, one might add- on the line for the register, waiting patiently for her turn to pay and silently praying that she would go unnoticed.[hr]
Translations:
[list][*][i]Puta madre![/i]- A way of saying “Mother fucker!”.
[*][i]‘Respira, Marlena. Tu respira y relájate. Párale a lo de pendeja y ándale, que no tienes toda la noche.’[/i]- “Breathe, Marlena. You just breathe and relax. Stop being a pussy and get a move on, because you don’t have all night.[/list]