Book Two in the "Alcaraz Duology"
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐢𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐅𝐢𝐱𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧
Catalina Alcaraz is a single mother with a past that she doesn't wish to revisit. She has managed to become a successful doctor and to create a life of her own desp...
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I exit the restroom prepared to go to bed.
A creaking sound right outside the window interrupts me halfway across the room. There is then gentle tapping against the glass. I become confused, but my paranoia quickly takes over, and I reach into the drawer nearby for a gun. I make sure it is loaded with bullets before pointing it at the window where a very tall man's shadow is clearly visible.
I watch the idiot slowly open the window and then in comes Silas.
It isn't until my body relaxes that I realize how hard my heart is beating and how heavy my breathing was. Silas looks guilty right away for frightening me.
"Good evening, love." He shuts the window behind him.
He approaches me with his arms wide open and with his trademark lovely smile as though that will make me feel better. It does.
"I'm sorry, baby. I wanted to surprise you, but I realize now how bad of an idea that was." Silas carefully takes the gun from my hand and safely puts it back in its place.
Then he engulfs me in his arms once more and kisses me tenderly. Heaven is his touch, his warmth, his scent, and his lips against mine. I'm so in love with him to the point where I don't recognize myself. Thats a good thing. He has helped me change me for the better.
"If it makes you feel better you, definitely surprised me in away." I softly kiss his jaw.
"It does." He chuckles, glancing at the dresser behind me.
"I hope my card still isn't in there." His eyes avert to mine. "You better be using it."
"If I'm being honest, I forgot about it." I kiss him to try and distract him.
"I'm going to steal your card just so that you don't have a choice but to use mine." He bites my lower lip in a gentle manner.
I return the bite. "I don't understand why you want me to spend your money."
"Because I want to take care of you and our son." He speaks as though it were obvious.
"But we aren't married or anything like that." I state was actually obvious.
Silas glares. "We will be soon, so you have to start getting used to wife privileges." He makes clear.
"Please." One look from him is enough to persuade me.
I nod and he kisses me hard. When his hands are at my hips, near my ass, dirty thoughts instantly fill my mind. How can they not when we are locked in a room alone at night and we haven't touched each other in months? Additionally, because I'm ovulating, I've been feeling a little out of control. I can only picture the dirtiest things when he's around, and the idiot is so clueless about it all. Something about him wanting to provide for me is also turning me on a lot. If he doesn't fuck me soon, I think I'll lose my mind.
