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"Matty." My eyes fall back closed when I hear laughter. I push my head up from the pillow, looking towards the sound. "Mateo."
I sit up, draping the sheet around my body. He walks in with a smile on his face closing the door behind him. He's wearing a pair of pajama pants with no shirt. The man is chiseled with each movement his defined muscles flex until he reaches the bed.
“Good morning.” The knowing smile on his face makes me ache for a repeat. He brought my body to completion three times without having to remove a single stitch of clothing.
"Don't you say a word," I warn as embarrassment burns my cheeks. I was a wild woman last night.
"I'm not complaining." He teases sitting on the bed, then he kisses me. I lean in closer for another one and sit back. "How'd you sleep?"
"Like a baby, except I'm starving." My stomach decides to add its two cents, and he laughs. "That is so embarrassing."
“I’ll make you a plate. Anything you don’t eat?”
“Nah. I’ll eat just about anything that’s well done and seasoned.” I toss my legs over the side of the bed. “Which way is the restroom?”
"That way." He points to the door in the far corner. "Your bags are in the closet, and Galiana had the clothes delivered this morning.”
I pivot and head in the direction of the closet. His boisterous laughter fills the air. “Food. Sex. Shopping.”
“…are all a woman needs.” I enter the closet. It was our running joke. I turn and recognize my sweater. My clothes are hung on the left side. “Did you do this?”
He pops his head around the corner. “Tia Marie.”
“Matty…” I whine. “You can’t have her doing that. I can take care of myself.”
“I’m not telling her that.” He throws his hands up.
“She’ll think I’m a bum.”
"No, she won't. It's her way of saying welcome." Mateo steps inside, closing the door behind him. "Sweetheart, you must remember you're my fiancé. So, get ready for my family to wait on you hand and foot." He pulls me against his warm body.
“I don’t know.” I shake my head, uncomfortable with the thought. I’m used to taking care of myself.
“It’s the perks of having a big family.” He nibbles on my shoulder. “Now get dressed, my folks are waiting to meet you.”
“Folks? They’re here?” I step back. “When were you going to tell me this?”
"After you put on some clothes." He reaches for my breast, and I smack his hand away. "You're so selfish. You have two."
"Out!" I laugh, pointing at the door. I need to shower, and then I think about my hair. I hurry to the mirror. I jerk my body around a freestanding structure, stopping in front of a wall mirror. I groan at the sight.
“Alexandria….”
“Look at me!” My hair is doing some sort of ridiculous wave, standing straight up in the air. Last night the beautician used all types of hairspray and gel to tame my thick natural curls. Did I even pack shampoo?
He’s standing over my shoulder, obviously not understanding the severity of this situation.
“It’ll be fine. Just jump in the shower and hurry before everyone eats the food. Mom made la bandera.”
“Everyone…”
"Yeah, Mom…Dad…Alejandro…" He rattles off a list of names. "They're staying here."
"Here?" My stomach drops to my feet. I was okay with telling his parents to get them here. But it sounds like his entire family. "That was like a thousand people." I all but yell, and the walls start to close around me.
His strong hands grip my shoulders. “Take a shower. Get dressed. I’ll be back in fifteen minutes.”
"Make it ten." I pull down a pair of jeans and grab a sweater. They must know I'm in here. I spin around, looking at the row of shoes and spot mine on the end. I scurry over and pick up my sneakers. I need underwear. I spin back and see the island with drawers. "It's like I live here already."
