Page 74 of Be My Wife

Gasps echo off the walls as the Garcia clan step inside the suite. It’s an impressive sight, I guess. Open layout plan. Chrome fixtures. Sleek furniture. State-of-the-art appliances.

Their hushed voices split into fragments as they explore.

“Is that a pool?”

“I found a whole gym in here.”

“Mom, it looks like a movie theatre.”

“How many rooms can you fit in the top of a building?”

The answer?

Tons.

Gran had a gym, Jacuzzi, library and theatre room all to herself.

Way too much space for one person.

Elizabeth sticks close to my side as her family explores. “Your place is really nice.”

I shrug. It’s not like I decorated it myself.

She glances around to make sure no one’s listening and says, “Thank you so much for this.”

I turn to her.

Find her closer than she’s been since Novah’s cake tasting.

Her brown eyes glitter with happiness.

I can tell that, for all her complaints about her family, she enjoys having them around.

It’s right there in her excited eyes.

In her arched eyebrows.

In… those lips.

My eyes catch on her mouth.

And stay there.

Memories of kissing her fill my head.

The softness of her beneath me.

The texture of her lip gloss.

The feel of her breath hitting my cheek.

The sound of her whisper-quiet moans.

Temptation whispers in my ear.

Taste her again.

My hand creeps around her waist.

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