Loving the Homewrecker (BOOK 3)

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Adora

I giggled and rolled over on top of Santiago, my hands flattened against his chest. He wrapped his hand around the back of my neck, smiling against my lips.

"I can't believe we're in Barcelona," I muttered, smiling as I pecked his lips a few times in a row.

"Te gusta?" He asked, peppering kisses down my chest, covered in a thin t-shirt.

"Amo," I whispered, smiling as his lips trailed down my stomach. I plunged my fingers in his hair, giggling as he lifted my shirt up.

"You ready to meet my folks?" He asked, propping up on one arm.

I puckered my lips out. "Ready, nervous, you know."

"Don't sweat it," he said, "they'll love you, just like I do."

I smiled as he stroked my cheek with his thumb, and I held his hand as I pressed a kiss to his palm.

"And I can't believe this is a vacation house."

He chuckled and sat up, making me move back over my side of the bed.

"Yeah, this was my first investment after I got a little bit af money."

"You and I both know this didn't cost a little bit of money," I said, an eyebrow cocked up at him.

He smiled. "It's a nice place. If I was to ever leave Seattle, I would come here and just live here for the rest of my days."

"Who keeps this place up?" I asked, "like, who takes care of it and keeps it so beautiful?"

"I pay a woman to stop by here every few weeks," he said, "her name's Marcella. She's a real sweetheart.

I smiled and trailed my fingers up his chest, a grin on my face. "Should I be scared of this Marcella?"

He chuckled and grabbed my hand. "She's about sixty, so no. She's been doing it for almost twenty years, though."

I just smiled and pressed a kiss to his chest.

"It's so beautiful here," I whispered.

"Not as beautiful as you," he whispered, pressing a kiss to my head.

I bit down on my bottom lip and smiled up at him, our lips not even an inch away before we heard fast paced footsteps coming towards our bedroom.

"Morning, guys!" The boys yelled in unison, jumping in the bed with us.

"Hi guys," I greeted, smiling as I pulled Fred down to give me a hug.

"Isn't Barcelona pretty?" Jo asked, an eyebrow cocked up.

"It is pretty," I said, "and this house is even prettier."

"Yeah, Dad, you must've been rich when you got this house!" Fred exclaimed.

Santiago chuckled and stood up. "So, I'm going to drop you guys off at abuelo's house today! How about a day with the abuelitos, how's that sound?"

"Amazing!" The boys exclaimed, lauching themselves at Santiago.

Santiago just laughed and I smiled, pursing my lips together.

"I'm going to show Addy around Barcelona," he said, shooting me a wink.

"Can't wait," I said, smiling as the boys ran out of the room, excited for the upcoming day with their grandparents.

~*~

Adora

I leaned against the treshold of the French doors, the deck overlooking the city and the ocean, and also Santiago's luxurious pool.