Page 27 of Her Spanish Scandal

There was a photo of Elvira and her husband. She looked beautiful as always, and poor Juan looked angry and ready to deck the photographer. She wasn’t sure what was between Elvira, Juan and Gui. He still wouldn’t talk to her about it.

And she was trying to convince herself that she was okay with that. But the more articles she read that mentioned her new part in that old triangle, the more convinced she was that she needed to know what had happened between them all.

“You look tense,” Gui said as he came up to her. “Turn toward the bulkhead, bebe, and I’ll massage your shoulders.”

She did what he asked and felt his big, warm hands on her shoulders. He massaged her with deep sure strokes. Her body responded instantly to his touch. She’d become accustomed to him touching and arousing her and then making love to her.

She knew she wasn’t the most attractive woman in the world, but Gui didn’t seem to realize that. He was enthralled with her and her body and made love to her often. At least three times a day. She’d never had this much sex before. Her thighs ached and her breasts felt fuller than they had been before he’d become her lover.

He leaned over her, reading the article on the top of the pile.

“Juan needs to control his temper.”

“Why is he so angry all the time?”

Gui pressed a kiss to the spot where her neck and shoulder met. “I’m not sure.”

“Gui?”

“Hmm?”

“Don’t lie to me about this. If you don’t want to say why, then just say that.”

“What makes you think I’m lying?” he asked.

She turned in the seat so they were facing each other. “Your voice slips a little lower than usual when you aren’t telling the entire truth.”

He quirked one eyebrow at her. “I hadn’t realized you’d picked up on that.”

“Well, we’ve spent the last few days with each other 24/7. I think I’m getting to know you very intimately.”

“Indeed you are, Kara. And I’m getting to know you intimately as well.”

She shook her head, because she knew this tone, too. His voice only dropped this low when he wanted to have sex. “What do you know about me?”

He leaned down close, speaking directly into her ear. “I know that when I talk to you like this, you shiver for me. And your body starts to ready itself for mine.

“I know that when I kiss you right here—” he dropped a warm kiss behind her ear, making her squirm in her seat as wetness pooled between her legs “—you get wet.”

“Gui—”

He tipped her head back and kissed her lingeringly, lifting his head only after they were both breathing heavily. “I know that you match my passions perfectly.”

And she knew he was talking only about sex, but a part of her believed she matched his passions in other ways, too.

It was a start.

Chapter Seven

Kara didn’t know what to think of Gui’s family. After her own small one, his was a bit overwhelming. His sisters were very nice to her, and welcoming, but they had a lot of energy and big personalities. There were three of them.

She’d only met Arcelia and Anika, who were both in their late twenties. Augustina, Gui’s youngest sister, was only sixteen and was back at boarding school in Switzerland. However, she would be joining the family for a party to celebrate Kara and Gui’s engagement.

The two sisters she’d met were skinny and beautiful, and Kara felt fatter and plainer every second she was with them.

Cynthia was doing her level best to find legitimate work-related functions for Kara to attend but unfortunately this afternoon she had nothing on her schedule, so when Arcelia and Anika asked her to join them for an afternoon of shopping…she said yes.

Puerta del Sol was the center of Madrid and was considered by many to be the center of Spain. Every distance in the country was measured by how far it was from the crescent-shaped plaza in the center of Madrid. They shopped for three hours before making their way to a restaurant on the plaza where they decided to have a late lunch.