Malaga: Full Story:Gay steamy romance

My suitcase is unpacked, but my heart is still back in Spain. I keep catching myself in the mirror, looking for the guy who was kissed by the Mediterranean sun, and all I can find is someone desperately trying to relive those short memories of Malaga. It's a pull I can't shake. Every text from Carlos simply makes me smile in public like an idiot. We talk every single day, we're on video call when we're falling asleep in our pajamas. I wish I could just kiss him, hug him, touch him everywher...