Loving Diego

Chapter 7 - It's Getting Hot In Here

Gabriella's POV

I hadn't noticed before how masculine Diego's apartment was. Maybe Victor and Salvador helped him decorate. It would make sense. I loved his kitchen most of all though. Even though most of the things looked sterile and still kind of had that new smell to them it looked amazing. Diego had a grill next to the stove and the fridge was stocked with so much food one would think he was ready for war to start.

After eating a delicious carne asada and having flan for dessert we went into Diego's bedroom. At first it was awkward but once the movie Divergent came on we relaxed. I wasn't used to being with someone else in bed. The last time I had been in bed with a male had been before the incident.

I was still debating about telling Diego. I feel like I've finally learned how to live after the constant fear I used to have. Being in the hospital brought a certain paranoid feeling into my mind. I know it wasn't my fault but I felt like back then I could have done something to actually make Anthony fall for me. I gave myself over to him completely. He didn't give a fuck about that though.

"Gabby you okay?" Diego shook me slightly.

"Huh? Oh yeah I'm fine, I just. I'm tired." I tried dodging the subject.

"Let me get you something to wear as PJ's," he got up and walked over to his walk-in closet.

"Diego I think I should just go home," I was about to climb off the bed when he came back.

"It's to late. Go change." he threw a shirt at me and motioned to the bathroom.

"It's only 10 Diego! And I'm going to need shorts too," I hope he believed my little white lie.

"Go."

"¡Enserio los hombres estos dias!" I muttered under my breathe (Seriously men these days).

Slamming the bathroom door shut I flinched at the loud noise. Quickly stepping out of my yoga pants and taking my shirt and bra off I pulled Diego's on. I blushed as I felt the fabric of his shirt slide down my butt. I had completely forgotten I was wearing a thong.

Walking out of the bathroom I kept my head down as I made my way to the bed. Quickly I covered myself with the comforter. I looked around and then Diego walked in. I turned and gave him my back, making sure I was still covered. The bed dipped and then the lamp was turned off. Diego pulled me to him amd left his arm around my waist. I just prayed to God that the shirt didn't raise.Taking a deep breathe I closed my eyes.

"You really made me a happy man today Gabriella," Diego said as he kissed my temple.

"It was my pleasure. I'm happy too," I turned my face slightly and pecked his cheek.

"Buenas noches hermosa," (Good night beautiful).

"Buenas noches Diego."

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I could feel something jabbing my butt and it was getting really uncomfortable. Wiggling a little I hoped to displace the thing. It became worse though. A grunt caught my attention and within a few seconds I was awake.

For a moment I was slightly disoriented. I wasn't sleeping in my own room I was in a man's room. Diego's room to be exact. I tried to turn but a pair of strong hands gripped me tightly.

"If you keep moving like that I'm not going to have any control left, Ganriella," Diego's voice sounded so husky and deep in the morning.

I kept still and I tried not making as much as possible. I moved my butt slightly and Then it clicked in my brain. Diego has a boner. He's really big too by the feels of it.