He gently opens the door, his lips never leaving yours. One hand softly holds your hip as his body carefully guides you into the apartment. With his other hand, he searches for the light switch, located right next to the door.

Gasping, you pull away, catching your breath. He uses this opportunity to close the door behind you. Once it's closed, he kiss your lips again and gently pushes you back against the dresser. "Careful" you murmur between kisses, and he smiles softly against your lips.

"Perdón" he breathes back. His free hand, with which he had just closed the door, slowly glides down your hip and over your belly. The slight curve of your baby bump makes him smile.

His lips glide smoothly from yours up to your forehead as your hands work to remove his coat. Then his lips find their way back down, over your nose, and back to yours. With a gentle movement, the heavy fabric lands on the floor.

He briefly pulls away from you to look at you. His doe-like eyes meet yours, just for a moment, before you lean forward and your lips meet his again.