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“The happiest huevos you’ve ever seen.” I grinned, kissing her again and then sat up. “Still wanna shower with me?”
Mia nodded as she reached down to touch her pussy, then met my eyes. “You came inside me, Papí.”
My smile faded a little. Here it comes. “Yeah, I know that’s something we shoulda talked about and stuff and you probably hate me for it, I just ... I swear I can’t fucking help it. My brain just shorts out when I get that close and I can’t stop.”
“Hey,” Mia reached up and touched my face. “I get it. Or, as much as I could I guess. I wasn’t thinking about it at the time either, okay? I don’t hate you. I’m clean but if you aren’t clean then yes, we need to have a conversation about it, otherwise let’s go shower and then get me in some of your clothes.”
I nodded like a fucking bobble head and spread her legs again, pushing my come a little deeper. “I get tested regularly. Fucking hell, you’re gorgeous.” I slid my fingers in further, shuddering when I felt my come slipping between them. “Can I eat you out again?”
Those big brown eyes widened. “Now? Or after the shower?”
“Uh ...“ I blushed, knowing that weirded most people out. “Now. Is that okay?”
Her bottom lip disappeared between her teeth. “Sí, Papí. It’s all yours.”
She spread even wider for me, which was enough of a green light for me. She tasted incredible on her own, but the combination? The proof that just for right now, she was mine? The taste was fucking intoxicating, and I lost myself there until she was coming on my tongue again and squeezing the fuck out of my head with her thighs.
“I don’t think I can walk,” she said through heavy breaths.
I wiggled out and grinned as I got to my feet. “I’ll carry you on one condition.”
“Conditions now?” she asked, her eyes dancing as she watched me. “Okay, what conditions?”
“You finally agree to go on a date with me.” I scooped her up before she could say no and heard her muttering in Spanish. She was telling me that I was infuriating and gorgeous and trouble, and I couldn’t tell if she knew I could understand her or not.
“What was that?” I teased, setting her down to start the water and strip us both fully. “You love me and can’t wait to marry me?”
She giggled, letting me take her clothes off and then refusing to let me take off my own. “Maybe I said something like that. Tell me more about you, Ollie.”
“You tricked me, I still didn’t get a yes there,” I pouted. “And if I tell you more about me you’ll say no for sure, so ... maybe we should just shower.”
She nodded, climbing in and then looking up at me as the water weighed her hair down and then she pulled me in to lay against my chest. “If you think your baggage might scare me away, it won’t. I’m almost positive mine is heavier and you’re still here.”
For a long moment, I didn’t do anything but hold her. Just in case, just in the event that she really did run away. “I’m a recovering gambling addict, I’m divorced, and even though I’m an investment banker, I’m terrible with my own money. I’m here in Domingo trying to sell off one of my houses because I lost a three-million-dollar jet named Neville, but I had to kick the people out. Did I tell you that those people were my ex-girlfriend, ex-best friend, and the daughter I once thought was mine?” When Mia tried to pull back to look at me, I held her tighter. “Don’t. Can you just ... just stay right here for sixty seconds, and then you can say something.”
I felt her nod and hold me tighter, and it was exactly the reassurance I needed in that moment. The fact that she didn’t even attempt to talk for that minute was a testament to the amazing woman she was, and when she did speak, she didn’t pull away. “Was it for Neville Longbottom? Your jet.”
“Yep. Don’t even really like the franchise, but that guy was awesome,” I said, kissing the top of her head. “That’s what you took from that, huh?”
“No. It was where I wanted to begin. He was my favorite character too, then Hermione. Anyway, I don’t know how it feels to be an addict, but both of my parents were so I do know how to help. I — I can help you if you wanted more support. I also know how to live on a very small budget, and as for the other thing ... I can kick her ass. That’s fucking horrible, Papí.”
She held me a little tighter, but for the first time, I really felt like she was right to tell me no. “So what you’re saying is that you’re a saint and I don’t deserve to even breathe the same air you do, huh?” I kissed her temple, then guided her back under the water so I could wash her hair for her. “I’m considering myself very lucky right now.”
“I’m not a saint. Do you want me to tell you some flaws? Maybe start with how jealous and territorial I really am? Or how I hate doing laundry? Or how I have a record from breaking a bitch’s nose?”
I chuckled, tugging her hair back to kiss her upside down. “I’m excellent at doing laundry. I separate the colors from the whites and everything, so I’ve got you covered there. And the rest is a fucking relief, honestly.”
She smiled, looking lighter than I’d ever seen her. “You scare me, Oliver Bishop. And not because of anything you just told me.”
It took me almost a full minute to realize she’s said that in Spanish, and I decided it was time to come clean about that too. I answered in Spanish, telling her not to be afraid, then took two steps back in case she got mad.
Like mine, it took a moment for her brain to load that information. “Did you j— Ollie!”
But she wasn’t mad, she reached out and twisted my nipple, shocking the shit out of me and nearly making me fall on my ass.
“Violent little thing,” I muttered, grinning widely and rubbing the nub. “Yes, I speak Spanish. It’s not perfect and most of the time my accent is kinda terrible, so I just usually speak to people in the language they open conversations with me in.”
“Sounded perfect to me. Turn around. It’s my turn to clean you.”
In all my promiscuous, stupid life, no one had ever offered to return the favor. I gawked at her for a solid minute until she spun me around and put me on my knees to do it anyway, and I swore I saw God.
I was going to marry that woman. It was just a matter of time.
