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My phone chimes and my heart skips a beat at the idea of Diego sending me a message. He said that he would when he lands in NY, but if he couldn’t wait that long, it confirms what he finds so hard to say. He does love me.

Diego’s not a man that knows how to express himself, I’m learning that slowly with him, but I can accept it. Not everyone is perfect, including me, but when I’m with him I feel like the sexiest, most intelligent girl in the world.

Are you still sleeping?

No, it’s hard without being in your arms.

I smile, as I type it and once I hit the send button I lie back down waiting for a response.

I can imagine. I’m pretty irresistible.

And bigheaded!

I don’t hesitate in saying how I feel. It’s amazing, because before I would hesitate in telling him anything, especially at work, but as they say, behind closed doors he’s a completely different person.

Just remember that you’re mine.

How can I forget?

You can’t. I claimed every part of you.

You sound like a beast.

You know I am behind the sheets.

And in public too. Remember the time we were in the limo and we were driving round and…

Stop it, you’re making me hard.

How hard?

Hard enough to fuck you and make you forget your name.

You’ve done that already.

Leticia, don’t start what you can’t finish.

I’m about to say something else, because a wetness is building in between my legs at the idea of him being hard just for me.

“Leticia. You up?”

Oh, it’s Cristina. I put my phone down and jump to my closet to not only get a towel to wipe in between my legs, but to get a robe too, to cover my naked body.

“One minute, I’m coming.”

As soon as I say that she opens the door.

“Hey, I’m putting clothes on.”

She waves. “I’ve seen you naked plenty of times.

“When we used to have baths together as babies doesn’t count.”

She ignores me as she slumps on the bed and then starts pouting.

“Eerh, this bed smells off …” she says as she jumps up. Well, I didn’t exactly invite her to come and lay on my bed, so she moves across to the lounger by the window. My red lounger that I used to spend way too much time sitting on as a teen waiting for Alberto to climb the tree near it whenever he used to sneak in.

I put on a dress and then face her to find out what’s on her mind.

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