Page 66 of Seasoned
“Oh, yeah?”
“Mmm-hmm.”
Hector flicked his tongue against her lips and then pressed his mouth to hers.
Adelaide moaned softly and smoothed her hands over his chest as she kissed him back. “Hector,” she whispered.
“Sí, mi esposa, mi rosa.” My wife, my rose.
He hadn’t said that in so long, she flung her arms around his neck and kissed him harder. She opened her mouth to give his tongue entry and pressed her aching nipples against his chest.
The door opened and closed.
“Mom!”
Hector let go of her hair and stepped back, shaking his head. “That damn boy,” he grumbled.
Amused, Adelaide pushed at him.
“No.”
“Hector.” Her eyes widened.
“In here!” Hector called over his shoulder before bringing his gaze back to hers.
Adelaide held her breath. She wasn’t so sure it was the right decision to let their son know they were on very good terms again.
She heard, rather than saw, when Daniel entered the kitchen and come to a halt. “Whoa.”
Hector finally stepped back and turned to face their youngest. “Hi, Danny.”
“Hey.” His eyes darted between them, a frown creasing his brow. “What’s going on?”
“Your mother and I just got up and are preparing breakfast—or rather brunch, at this time of the day. You hungry?”
Danny’s eyes widened. “You just…you and Mom?”
Adelaide’s cheeks burned.
“Yes,” Hector answered.
“Nah, I’m good. Already ate. I’ll leave you two alone.” He sniffed and looked over at the stove. “Something’s burning.”
Hector cursed and dashed over to the pan while Daniel exited the room.
“You have to pay attention when you’re in the kitchen, honey.” Adelaide patted his butt again.
“Thanks,” Hector said dryly.
They finished cooking and took the food out to the patio to eat.
“You’re awfully quiet,” Hector said after a few minutes.
“Why did you do that with Danny?” Adelaide asked.
“Because he needs to get used to seeing me here,” he replied matter-of-factly.
“Were you planning for us to do this again?” She hadn’t thought that far ahead. She’d simply wanted to bask in this moment and last night’s lovemaking.
