Martijn POV

I'm flying to Ibiza for my residency at Ushuaia, where I'm going to meet up with Charelle too.
Still, I can't stop thinking about Miné. Not because of the evident sexual attraction, but me missing the fact that I knew I had one person that could listen to me all day long.

I'll have to try to forget all of this, since I won't be able to make it to Amsterdam until September.

It's almost a month!

Anyway, I decide to contact her the less possible, but as she doesn't doubt that I still care about her.

Once every 4 days sounds good. I have a lot of work to do BTW.

So

"Gabeeeeee! I'd love to have purple lasers! Not green!"

..…...………………………….

Friday evening

I'm showering with my girlfriend in my hotel room, making sure to keep the room quiet.

You know what I mean.

We don't have much time at night to make love, because of me literally fainting in a deep sleep on the mattress.

It doesn't get a lot of time to end our moments, and eventually we are showering for real.

"Char..... Could you please scrub my back?" I ask her turning around.

"Sure!"

I feel the sponge being rubbed all over my back, and in the end Charelle's hands wrap around my waist in an hug.

"I love you, my bear!"

"Love you too baby"

I feel her head laying on my shoulder. She must be tired.

So, rising my body and also my girlfriend's, we get out of the shower, me carrying her, hoping not to slip on the wet floor.

I sit Charelle on the tub edge and wrap her body into a soft, big towel, kissing her forehead. Then I cover my privates with a small face towel, amazed by the fact that it's long enough to be able to wrap it on my hips.

"Marty, you would be so sexy in a miniskirt! Haha"

"I'm not sure, but OK" I reply laughing.

Anyway, Charelle is staying in the bathroom to do her skincare and hair.
"Do you mind if I call Minerva?" I ask.

"not at all. Say hi to her for me too!"

"Sure"

Grabbing my phone i sit on the mattress and quickly scroll down my contacts till the M.

Here she is. Pressing 'call' I place the phone over my ear and wait for her to answer.

'Hey! Marty!'

"Hey girl, how are you?"

'Good, thank you. How about you?'

"Fine, thanks. What are you doing?"

'I'm cooking dinner. Peter came here to say hi'

I'm sure that what I'm feeling is a knot on my stomach. A disgusting image pops in my mind. Him daring himself to touch her where a man shouldn't put hands if the girl isn't ok with that.

" Oh.....
... I'm sorry. I probably interrupted something"

' No you didn't'

THANK GOD

"So you two are together now!"

'Yes, we made it official'

"I'm so happy for you guys"

TRUST ME. I'M NOT! NOT AT ALL!

'Why did you call btw?'

"Cannot a friend of yours just say hi?"

'He can, yes. By the way, thank you for the little present. I love it'

"Do you?"

'I do, yep'

"glad to hear that. Ah, Charelle says hi"

'Say hi to her too! Don't forget it'

"I won't Miné. She's right here, I think she heard you"

'hahaha ok! Holy shhhh.... Peter turn off the heating pan..... No.... That.... What the fuck...... Ooohhhhh thank God.

Sorry Marty, Peter was trying to cook. I better be going to help him '

"Sure Bae, I'll phone you when I have a little time"

'OK Martijn. See you in some days'

"Bye dear, see you!"

'Bye!'

Ending the phone call I deeply exhale, thinking about that dickhead that in five minutes almost made Miné 's house explode.

He better be waking up and treat her like a princess. I might sound like her possessive, hiperprotective and jealous boyfriend, but I just want her to be safe. I actually love her in a different way than a boyfriend does.

I love Charelle as a girlfriend and Miné as my special friend. That's different.

I didn't realize that Charelle already finished with her skincare and was standing behind me.

"Martijn. Is there something I should know? Huh?"

"About what?" I ask, knowing that I am already in trouble.

"About Minerva. You called her 'Bae'"

"Did I?"

"Yes, you did. Now tell me what's going on between you two"

"Oh, nothing. Really. But you know I care about her, and her boyfriend almost made her apartment blow up in just five minutes. I'm scared"

"Mh. Ok. But don't name her 'bae' in any case."

"I'm sorry, I just was talking about you and..... I named her like I do with you"

"I forgive you, but tell me more about her boyfriend. Don't tell me he's the boy that was trying to get attentions from her at that lunch...."

"Yes he is"

"Uh, she choose literally a model, like... Your opposite"

"At least I'm not trying to kill you by cooking an egg"

My girlfriend hugs me from behind, laughing and kissing my neck.

"My boyfriend kills me in another ways, but actually cooks pretty well"

"That's why you love me...."

"I love you because you are the best dj in the world and you are rich"

"What?" I ask her turning around.

"Silly! I just love the way you make me feel when I'm with you"

"I love you too, dear"