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“This won't take long.” I waited for him to ask what this was about, but he was silent. His head tilted ever so slightly, just like Gabriel did when he was trying to figure something out, and I warmed inside. Taking a deep breath and blowing it out, I met his eyes. “Is your offer still on the table? For something just physical, I mean?” It came out in a rush, but I'd never propositioned a man like this. Never considered just sex with nothing more. I’d tossed and turned for two nights and decided if he was willing, it was what I wanted.
He crossed his arms. “Do you think you can handle just fucking?”
I lifted my chin, his crass words turning love making into something so physical should have offended me . . . but it didn’t. “It's all I'm capable of.”
He looked at me in disbelief. “I will be around Gabriel since he's in my sister's care.”
“I know.”
“And you're okay with that?”
“You will be whether we do this or not,” I reasoned, and he appeared satisfied.
“If it becomes a problem, you'll tell me.”
“Believe me, you'll be the first to know.”
His lip curled in a half smile. “You will not fuck anyone else as long as we have this arrangement.”
I glared. “That won't be a problem for me. The same goes for you.”
“I couldn't begin to think of anyone else, much less touch them.” He took the challenge. Interesting.
I swallowed hard. “I don't know how this will work—”
“Let me worry about that,” he said, and relief swept through me. It was one less thing for me to shoulder.
“Okay,” I said, butterflies fluttering around inside me. “So we're fucking then.” I chewed on my bottom lip.
His eyes darkened as he tugged it free. “That's mine.” His hand slid around to cup the back of my neck. “Your body belongs to me now.” Carlos nipped at my lip to prove his point, and I relaxed into him, already craving more. “You'd better get to work,” he whispered against my mouth, and every part of me disagreed. I wanted to get started on this arrangement.
“When will we—”
“When I say.” Carlos kissed my forehead and opened the door.
“There you are,” Mulaney said as she barreled down the hallway. She paused and looked from me to Carlos, smirking. “Need to come in late?”
“No.” I blushed. “I'm ready after I say goodbye to Gabriel.”
“Let me get some coffee.”
Mulaney took off for the kitchen, and I followed, but Carlos grabbed me by the elbow and pressed his mouth to my ear. “I want you to think about how many times you'll come the first time I get my hands on you,” he growled, and my knees grew weak.
I leaned against him for support. He released my arm, sliding his hand around to the small of my back and guiding me toward the kitchen. I moved on wobbly legs to Gabriel, who was sitting on a barstool at the island. He brightened when he saw me, and whatever Carlos hadn't melted dissolved at that moment.
“Give Mommy a kiss.” I presented my cheek, and he dutifully did so. I hugged him a little too hard. This was always the worst part of my day. I absolutely hated leaving Gabriel; he was growing up so fast. He was my little man, but someday in the not-too-distant future, he wouldn't cling to me the way he did now.
“I love you, Mama. Have a good day at work.” I was going to be in tears before I could get out of here. My eyes were already stinging.What has gotten me so emotional?I shook it off and brushed Gabriel's hair back from his forehead.
“I love you too, baby. Be a good boy for Miss Muriella, okay?”
He nodded.
I forced myself to let him go. When I turned, Carlos was watching me with hooded eyes. “How many, Beauty?” he asked as I walked by, low enough so only I could hear.
“One,” I replied saucily, and his nostrils flared before he looked at me like he knew I’d agree to his proposition all along. I kept moving, feeling his eyes burning into me from behind.
How many, indeed.
