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Chapter Nine

She rested against Mateo’s chest and then sighed when Trent came up behind her and ran his hands up and down her sides.

“I don’t know if I told you, but my father took me out of school when I was in eighth grade, so I never graduated high school.”

“Why did he do that, baby?”

“He needed me to stay pure for the man he would give me to, so he didn’t want me around boys. He also didn’t think I needed to know anything other than how to care for a house and children. I’ve read everything I could get my hands on over the years, but sometimes I’m still afraid I sound stupid. The fact Lorenzo told me that on many occasions doesn’t help.”

“I don’t want to hear that, pet, ever again. You’re a smart, beautiful, loving woman, and you couldn’t get more perfect.”

She snorted.

Trent pulled her around to face him, and the look of love in his eyes made tears fill hers.

“No woman out there is more perfect than you.”

“You say that because you love me,” she said and tried to smile.

“You’re damn right I do, but I thought that before I fell for you. I’m warning you now if I hear that shit again, I’ll tie you to our bed and play with you for hours without letting you come.”

“That’s mean.” She pouted.

He gripped the back of her head, pulled it back, and kissed her with all the emotion she’d seen in his expression.

She opened her mouth and gave him everything he demanded and more.

When he finally raised his head, she was breathless and dizzy.

Mateo came up behind her and wrapped an arm around her waist. “I back every word Trent just said.”

“So, you’re ganging up on me?” she asked.

“Yeah, get used to it,” Trent said. “Now, let’s go. We’ll show you the rest and get back to the office. What should I tell the kitchen about dinner?”

“Oh, I don’t have a preference for food, but I’d like to sit in the small dining room.”

“Then that’s what we’ll do.”

They only had an hour to work after the tour of the place and before dinner was served. They still hadn’t gotten to every room in the mansion.

“Ready to eat, baby?” Mateo asked.

“Yes. I’m starved.”

They led her into the small dining room.

She had always loved this room. One wall had windows facing the garden in the back. Plants were placed around the room, and a beautiful antique hutch stood against the wall. It also had a big round table that could fit eight to ten people, and the chairs were padded in soft creamy leather.

The men sat on either side of her, and it wasn’t a minute before two maids came in and set glasses of water and a salad in front of them.

“Is there anything else you’d like to drink?”

She studied the maids and saw how scared they were. “What are your names?”

“I’m Becky, and she’s Theresa, ma’am.”

“It’s very nice to meet you.” The shock on her face told her they’d probably been treated horribly when Lorenzo was here.

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