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“What does hmm mean?”
“I’m going to find out what’s going on with you.”
“You promised.” She nearly stamped her foot at her infuriating brother.
“I didn’t say I was going to ask you. I just said I was going to find out. I have my ways.” Diego smirked, and she could see by the look on his face that he was pleased with himself.
“Yeah, well. You won’t be finding out from me.” She smiled. “I do have a question for you though.”
He groaned and narrowed his eyes. “I’m waiting.”
“Why haven’t you dated since I’ve been here?” He was either working or at his apartment. He’d never gone out at night while she’d been there unless she’d been with him.
“You kidding?” he scoffed, “I don’t date, Sis.”
She rolled her eyes. “You know what I mean. Unless you’re up to something at work, then you haven’t lived up to your reputation in just over the two weeks I’ve been here.”
Diego chose not to meet her eyes, which told her something really was going on with him. Perhaps she wasn’t the only one with a secret, although she didn’t think his was as explosive as hers.
Emelia stepped into her brother again, and kissed his cheek. “I’m not going to bug you, as I’ve just got you to stop bugging me, but you can talk to me anytime, Diego.” She smiled.
“I know.”
She backed off and watched as he walked toward his room. He called over his shoulder, “I’m getting changed. Do you want to chill and watch a movie with pizza?”
“I’d prefer Mexican, but I’ve just told you that I’m meeting Mike.”
“If that changes, let me know. I’m all yours.” He grinned.
Once he disappeared into his room, she leaned against the island in the center of his kitchen, and rested her chin on her hands.
As she looked around Diego’s apartment, she loved the wall that she faced, which had framed pictures of everyone in their family, but it was the one of Dante from when he was ordained that always drew her gaze the longest.
He’d always made her heart flutter, and she doubted it would ever settle when in his presence, or when she thought about him.
She’d finally decided that enough was enough and she would travel home over the weekend to talk to her mom. She hoped that Eric could also make it because she really didn’t want to face everything alone.
Eric was the second eldest and she’d always looked up to him, so she knew that she’d do whatever he advised once she’d had the dreaded conversation with her mother and father. Emiliano would always be a father to her, regardless of her feelings for Dante. He’d always been there for her and Diego, and she knew that he always would be.
Not a day had gone by that she’d felt treated differently since she’d overheard them, nine years ago now. They were still her family, and she only hoped that by doing what she was about to do, she would help Dante come to terms with the love he had for her.
She just wasn’t sure that he’d be willing to leave the church for her, or what the rest of their family would think if he did and their feelings were made public.
Chapter Thirteen
That morning made three times since he’d woken up while in the middle of an orgasm with the thoughts of Emelia still fresh in his head—thoughts of her mouth on his flesh while she sucked his release from his body. Each time he woke up with the disappointment that she wasn’t really with him. It made him feel an overwhelming sadness.
Then the guilt would follow.
He was a priest and, until the first time, he’d not released his seed in over six years. It was no wonder that once he’d started he couldn’t stop.
But why would it start now?
Over the years, he’d had strong control over his body so he couldn’t understand why he’d suddenly started waking up in the thrall of an orgasm. It was as though something had happened over the few days they’d spent in Lexington...but that wasn’t right.
Or was it? You were drunk…
He froze when the thought hit him. Was it Eric who took him back to the hotel, or was in Emelia? They’d looked at each other before Eric had answered him when he’d thanked him over breakfast the following day.
