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However, it’s those ruby red lips that make me throb the hardest. They make the blood in my veins scorch with a near demonic desire that I’m left fighting to control.
The shade against her sun-kissed skin and striking eyes is delicious.
“Do you trust me?”
“I shouldn’t…”
“But you do.”
“What about my parents? They’ll know something is wrong if I don’t come back tonight.”
“I doubt your father is expecting your return until Sunday.” It’s the truth, and we both know it. That piece of mierda doesn’t care about her safety; he wants her in Cortez’s arms. And if that union fails to happen, both fathers have a back-up plan.
Two more contenders are waiting.
Cortez is interested in an open marriage arrangement between them and the first ladies.
“But my mother will.” She comes closer, just a couple of steps, and then stops with a hand on her sinuous hip. “She’ll want to know I’m okay.”
“Then call her when we reach our destination.”
“That easily?”
“You’ll always be taken care of with me. Anything you need, no matter how trivial.”
“I believe you.” Her scent is luscious. Intoxicating. This delicate hint of freesias and a unique sweetness that is naturally hers. “And it’s why I’ll come with you.”
“Who said you have a choice?”
“I did.”
“Is that right?” Chuckling, I take the remaining steps between us and wrap an arm around her waist. One tug, and she’s flush against me. Chest to chest. “Because that not how it’s supposed to work.”
“How is it supposed to work, then?”
“Like this.” Before her next intake of breath, I pick her up bridal style and walk us around to the private exit used by her father where just beyond the gate, my is car waiting. Solimar is giggling in my arms, wide smile across her lips when she sees Carlos holding the passenger side door open. “Thank you.”
He nods and steps back as we approach. “I’ll await your call to pick up Miss Quintero, Patron.”
“Enjoy your night off.”
“Have a good night.”
Sol cups my jaw and turns my face to hers, lips lightly brushing. “You thought of everything, didn’t you?”
“Yes.”
“Good.” A quick peck and then a nip. Playful and bold. “Then take me away. I’m all yours.”
“Your wish is my command.”
“Are you going to tell me where we’re going?” Solimar asks after a while, tone teasing from beside me. It’s just the two of us inside of my all-white Aston Martin One-77 as I drive out of the city, heading a few hours out of Bogota and toward my home in the country.
It’s somewhere very few are welcomed, but her, her I want in my space. Her scent infiltrating every square inch, her tiny fingers touching my things and leaving tiny fingerprints behind in a trail for me to remember.
“No.” I shake my head, a chuckle slipping out. “There’s no fun in that.”
“Fun for who?” Her huff is cute, and the way she crosses her arms over her chest is tempting me to pull over and devour that sassy, inquisitive mouth. Something we both need.
