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ISABELLA
So exhausted that I can barely lift my head, I watch his tight ass as he walks to the bathroom to dispose of the condom. Alex is gone only a minute before he returns to the doorway. My eyes scan over him, in awe that his body is almost perfection.
“Needy for more already,” he smirks at me when he catches me eyeing him over.
Climbing back into the bed, he slides my body into his while pulling the sheets over the two of us. Holding me in his arms, his fingers slowly rake through my hair.
“You know that I’m here for business,” he continues to play with my curls, “What is it that brings you to Mexico by yourself?”
Rolling onto my stomach, I lay my arms on his chest and rest my chin on them, “Is this a trick to find out if anyone will miss me before you traffic me?”
“Yes,” he smirks back at me, “I absolutely hate loose ends.”
“Short or long version?”
“Long version.”
“After college, I moved to New York City when I took a job with Amica Publishing,” I pause when I realize my mistake, “Shit!”
This man has literally seen my asshole, I think he can know where I live.
“Fuck it. My name is Isabella Drake, but my friends all call me Izzy. I’m twenty-six years old and I live in New York City.”
Please care, at least a little?
“Nice to meet you Isabella Drake from New York City,” he lifts his head and kisses my lips. “Now tell me, what brought you to Mexico?”
“Work was going amazing. I was getting comfortable in the city. I met Ian,” I watch as his brow furrows a little, “And then my best friend from back college moved in with me about two months ago.”
“So, you’re down here by yourself because? Your boyfriend and your best friend weren’t available?”
“I’m getting to it. Last week, Amica laid off half of their staff. I was part of that half. I wound up going home much earlier than usual, and I walked in on Courtney riding Ian like she was at the rodeo. I locked myself in my room and cried for a few days about my whole life going to shit in the span of a few hours. Figuring I didn’t have much to lose, except my financial responsibility,” I shrug, “I maxed out my credit card and booked myself a weeklong trip here.”
“That’s rough,cerecita,” his fingers rub along my jaw, “On the bright side, you got him out of your life before it got serious, and now your so-called friend is stuck with that inability-to-give-an-orgasm dick.”
“So,” I continue after I finish laughing at his comment, “When I fly back tomorrow, I need to figure out what I’m doing with my life…starting by finding a new place to live. Your turn.”
“My turn?” he questions back at me.
“I told you about me…”
“So, you just expect me to break the rules of our game and tell you all about me?”
“Seriously?” I lift my head off my arms, the look on my face apparently showing my feelings.
Grabbing my waist, he pulls me on top of him. Still annoyed that he blew off my request to know more about him, I sit up. Not realizing that this leaves me straddling him.
“I’m kidding,” his hands run along my back as he pulls me back down to his chest, “What do you want to know?”
“Your name?” I ask as I lay on his chest, my legs straddling his waist.
“Alex,” I can hear him smirking as he pauses trying to rile me up, before his deep voice replies, “My name is Alejandro Marcano.”
“How old are you?”
“How old do you think I am?” He counters my question.
