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I can’t argue.
He isn't wrong.
Wanting him to stay home has more to do with fear that something will go wrong again.
“Andres scheduled a meet with his man on the inside of the DEA,” his tone is suddenly all business, “Even if I was still bleeding out, I'd need to be there.”
I nod my head, knowing where this is going.
“Maintaining control in this world is all about power and fear,” his fingers snake around my throat, “The moment you give a hint of weakness, someone will come for what you have.”
Sliding his other hand through the hair at the nape of my neck, he fists it and pulls me into his mouth. His tongue plunging into my mouth as he kisses me until I can no longer breathe. Gently biting my lower lip between his teeth, he pulls away from me.
He leaves me unsteady and longing for him as he whispers against my lips, “And I’m not willing to let anyone take what is mine.”
“Until I know what's going on,” his hand pushes my chin up so that my eyes are on his, “I would prefer if you stayed at home. If you do leave, I want at least two men with you.”
“Is that a request, baby? Or a demand?”
“It's a request,” he softly kisses my forehead, “but Mateo and Luis downstairs might feel differently if you try to leave.”
“Very funny.”
“I will never joke about the safety of my family,” his tone is very sincere.
“Well, I was planning on going out and doing a little shopping today. I know I still have a little time left still, but I’d like to have some clothes before I start outgrowing everything I own.”
“Mmmm,” Alex moans, “I love the idea of fucking you with a big round belly growing my child.”
“You do know that you can’t fuck another baby into me while I’m pregnant, right?” I half jest at him.
“Yes,” he steps close to me again and leans down to my ear, “But that isn’t going to stop me from filling you with my cum while I try.”
His lips graze over my neck and suddenly my panties are soaked with need for him.
Pulling the neckline of my shirt to the side, his lips travel to my collarbone where he sucks gently until he leaves his mark on me.
Pressing into his lips, I moan, "Do you always have to do this to me before you go?"
"Do what,cerecita?" He plays coy.
The look on my face must speak volumes because the corner of his mouth ticks up as he arches an eyebrow at me.
"You know damned well," I playfully shove him away from me.
"I just like to make sure you're going to be thinking of me while I'm gone," he grabs his gun from the coffee table and tucks it into the waistband of his pants, "I'm sorry if that comes with wet panties."
"You're lucky I love you."
"I love you too,cerecita," I swear he winks at me as the elevator doors close between us.
Heading into the kitchen, I turn on some music. I pull out the coffee beans to make the sad, singular cup I’m allowed to have. The sound of the beans in the grinder echoes throughout the kitchen, drowning out Doja Cat blaring through the speaker.
As the grinder slows to a stop, I scream as I’m startled by a deep voice standing immediately behind me, “Where are they? Where are Alex and Andres?”
“Jesus fucking Christ, Eddie!” My breathing still heavy, “You scared the shit out of me.”
“Don’t call me Eddie,” Eduardo’s face and tone are serious, “Where the fuck are they?”
