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She hangs up and places her phone on the desk. She faces me with an eyebrow raised.
“Not going to get in with me?” she asks. “Starting to feel kinda stupid here.” Her words dwindle down to a whisper. The sorrow in her eyes makes my heart break. I quickly tug my shirt off and toss it on the bed. Ysenia’s eyes widen as she looks me over.
“Wow,” she gasps.
“Hopefully that’s a good wow,” I chuckle nervously.
“Definitely,” she nodes. “Like a sexy ass coloring book.”
I look down at my tattoos and then back at her. I can’t help but laugh.
“Still have a ways to go before it’s complete,” I admit.
“Well, the ones you have look very good on you.”
“Thank you, Beautiful,” I smile then slide my sweatpants down to my ankles and step out of them.
“Oh my,” Ysenia gasps. She braces a hand on the desk. Her other hand is pressed firmly against her chest. “You’re huge.”
Chapter Nine
Ysenia
The words came out of my mouth at the speed of light unintentionally, unwavering, and loud. My cheeks burned from embarrassment. I tried desperately to stop staring at the bulge in Miguel’s boxers; however, my eyes remained glued to him.
“Um… Thanks,” Miguel says. It’s a cross between a question and a statement. He’s probably royally embarrassed by my outburst. I’ve put him on the spot like an idiot.
“I am so sorry,” I blurt and quickly divert my eyes to his face. "That was rude. I am so sorry. I don't know where my manners are."
"It's okay," he chuckles. "There are far worse things you could have said."
"I know but still, it was rude of me."
"No harm done, Ysenia," he smiles but then his facial expression shifts and he cocks his head slightly. "It wasn't meant in a bad way was it?"
"No. Not at all."
Definitely not, Mr. Porn Star,I muse to myself.
"Ah. Okay. Just checking." He seems satisfied by my answer so he bends down and removes his socks.
There it was. Miguel Mancini. The man of my dreams now stood in front of me with nothing but a smile and his boxers.
Damn, I'm lucky.
For so many years, Miguel had taunted me in my dreams. We shared countless kisses and many steamy nights… in my dreams. Now, we are finally alone and I can't help but want to bring those dreams to life.
"What's on your mind, Ysenia?" Miguel asks.
"Nothing!" I damn near scream. I shake my head and groan. "Sorry. Didn't mean to scream."
I’m going crazy with my mixed emotions. When I came to the hotel, it was just to get my purse but then I opened my mouth and ended up half naked in here with Miguel. Not that I’m complaining. It’s what I want. I just can’t help worrying that he’ll see me as wishy-washy. Shy Ysenia. Vixen Ysenia. I just want to be myself and enjoy this moment.
Ugh. Why does he always make my brain mush when he’s around?
"It's okay. You seem a bit tense."
"I am. I think the water will help."
