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“Probably because he's a lot younger than you,” I said playfully, drying my hands. We shuffled, trading places with Carlos, who was now at the sink.
His eyes met mine in the mirror. “Does my age bother you?”
It had never occurred to me. Looking at him, it was impossible to tell for sure how old he was. His physique was that of someone my age, in their mid-twenties, but it was his eyes that made him seem older, more experienced.
“No,” I said.
“I'll be six in June,” Gabriel volunteered.
“That old?” Carlos said, taking the hand towel I offered.
“Yep. When's your birthday?”
“October.”
“How old will you be?”
“Gabriel,” I admonished.
“Forty-one,” Carlos answered before I had a chance to tell Gabriel it was rude to ask people their age. Gabriel's eyes bulged, and I bit my lip to keep from laughing. Carlos's dark eyes danced. “That sounds ancient, huh?”
Gabriel blinked, uncertain how to answer. “Mama's birthday is in May,” he said, somehow knowing to avoid the question.
“Is it?”
“She'll be twenty . . .” He looked up at me, his head tilted to the side. “How old will you be, Mama?”
“Twenty-six.”
“I’m starving. Can we eat now?” Gabriel didn’t wait for a response, already at home in Muriella and Stone’s apartment and making a beeline for the kitchen.
I touched the exposed flesh of Carlos's forearm, masking my immediate reaction as tingles shot up my fingers. He froze, his eyes locking on mine. “The difference in our ages doesn't bother me,” I said, tightening my grip around his arm for emphasis. “I'd say my initial reaction to you should make that pretty clear.”
“First impressions are important.” Carlos trailed a finger from my temple down to my collarbone. “But I'm more interested in how you react to me now.”
Goose bumps pebbled my skin under the silk blouse, and my breath caught in my throat.
“What will you do when I slip my fingers inside you?” My nails dug into his arm, and I swayed on my heels. He steadied me. “How wet will you be for me?” His breath was warm on my ear, yet I shivered when his teeth grazed my lobe.
“It’s easy enough to find out,” I breathed, pulse racing as I thought about being caught in this position and immediately deciding I didn't care.
“There's one more question for you.” Subtly, he pulled me flush against him, leaving no room to doubt exactly how much he desired me when I felt his hard length straining against his jeans. Carlos barely grazed my lips. “When?”
Chapter Nineteen
Carlos
“We should discuss tomorrow.”
Holly glanced toward Gabriel’s room, though we’d just tucked him in. She propped a hip against the island in the kitchen. Apparently, I wasn’t going to be invited to stay long enough to have a seat.
“I’ll figure something out.” She spun her phone around on the stone countertop, staring at the device as if it held the solution to her problem instead of me.
“What time is Gabriel required to be at school?”
“Eight.”
“And when do you need to be at the office?”
