That made him pause for a moment, and then he said, the grey eyes probing mine, “We’re not really talking about women here, are we?”

“No, we’re not,” I admitted.

Actually, I was talking about power. Which, as I had recognized from the start, was at least as crucial a factor in the equation as his eyes.

The power of his position, of his country, of his race. It promised protection, offered peace, safety, security. The idea was infinitely appealing.

– Recuerdo, Cristina Pantoja Hidalgo


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