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Pushing her down onto the bed, I situated myself between her thighs. “See?” I asked, teasing her through her shirt. “You’re such a clever girl.”
CHAPTER15
Emma
“You’ll be coming with me to Paraíso tonight,” Angel said over eggs and toast. We were seated at the kitchen island, eating the omelets that Lara had prepared for us. I had offered to help, but she had shooed me to a chair and jokingly said that she wouldn’t allow me to take any more of her responsibilities. She had heard my pabellon criollo was a hit, and she “refused to be replaced.”
I wasn’t entirely sure if she was joking or not, but I didn’t argue or try to help again.
“What’s Paraiso?” I asked.
“It’s Eliseo’s sister site,” he explained. “It’s much smaller and more exclusive than Eliseo.”
I looked at him, confused. “You want me to come…clubbing with you tonight?”
Angel scoffed into his coffee mug. “It’s Tuesday,mi esposa,” he said. “If I desired to show you off at my clubs, I would do it when the clubs were going to be filled to the brim with patrons.”
Why does he say shit like that?I thought and could feel myself going red. Was he calling me beautiful? That I would make people envious of him? I found that hard to believe, but the heat in his eyes was…intense. I cleared my throat. “So why are we going?”
He backed down, smirking. “I have a meeting that I’d like you to attend with me,” he said, and my heart bruised itself against my ribs. Besides sneaking into the warehouse on the island, he had kept me out of his business affairs to the point of outright ignoring any questions I might have.
I wasn’t sure if Iwantedto be included, per se, but not knowing anything about Angel, besides what he was like in bed, made my skin itch. I didn’t know if I wanted to love him…or if Icouldlove him. All I knew was that my body ached to be touched by him, and for me, that wasn’t enough.
“What time should I be ready?” I asked.
That dark smile that made my knees weak spread across Angel’s face. “Seven o’clock,” he said. “Lili is going to take you out to get a dress.”
“I have dresses.”
Angel shook his head. “I expect you to look your best. Lili will show you.” Because before me, I realized, Lili would have acted as hostess to such a meeting.
I nodded. “Okay.”
Angel stood up and took his now-empty plate to the sink. After a rinse, he put both it and his mug in the dishwasher. I watched him and tried not to smile. He had picked up the habit of putting dishes in the dishwasher recently, and I liked to think he got it from me. I had mentioned that I didn’t like adding to Lara’s workload, and now, he went out of his way to lessen the woman’s burdens. Even when she yelled at him for doing so.
When he turned back to me, I pretended to be focused on my plate — I didn’t want him to know that I’d been watching him so intently. I jerked when his lips touched my cheek. “I’ll see you this evening,” he said and brushed his thumb over where his lips had just touched. Heat raced through me, and I swallowed hard.
“Tonight,” I agreed and watched him leave with a hunger that only he could ignite gnawing at me.
“You have the worst taste in clothes that I’ve ever seen.” Lili stood, glaring at the dress I’d plucked off a rack and held up for her inspection as if it personally offended her.
I glanced at the soft blue sundress. Sure, it was simple, but I thought it was rather elegant. “What’s wrong with it?”
Lili sneered. “It’sboring,” she said.
Affronted, I held the dress up against myself and looked in the mirror. “It’s dignified.” I glanced back at her. “Aren’t I supposed to look like a matriarch or something?”
Lili stared at me, without blinking, for a moment, and then she burst into deep belly laughs that I tried very hard not to be offended by. “Matriarch doesn’t meanmatronly,” she said through her guffaws. “You need to match my brother, not look like his mother.” She took the dress out of my hands and hung it back up on the rack, and then took my hand. “Come on,” she said. “Let me help you.”
I allowed her to drag me around to different racks, watching as she pulled things off the shelf that I would have never dared to touch on my own. I did veto a bright green jumpsuit — it had cut-outs on the side that I couldnotpicture myself being comfortable in — and she put it back with only mild grumbling.
When Lili had a healthy stack of dresses and jumpsuits for me to try on, we made our way to the dressing room. Without waiting for the shop assistant, she shooed me inside and thenfollowedme. “What the hell are you doing?” I asked.
She scoffed. “I’m helping you,” she said. “What does it look like?”
“I can dress myself, thanks.”
Lili raised her eyebrow, and it became absolutely clear that she was Angel’s sister. I had seen that exact expression on him more times than I could count. “If I walk out of here, you won’t show me everything that you try on.”
