CHAPTER 55
PARTY EVENT
Blanca sat back in her chair, her hand warm in Carlos’s own, with Isabela sitting opposite them. The smooth, samba sounds of the Latin bar let her body sink into the stool as they sat around the round table.
Blanca’s eyes roamed the groups of people who dug into their savoury snacks and drinks, while others carried trays back to their table opposite a large counter. Displays of football players, trophies won, and awards for the best-serving bar were prominent on the wall. Voices carried as Blanca looked to Carlos who brought his hand up to hers and kissed it tenderly. When he put down her hand, he circled his fingers around her palm, arousing Blanca with his warm caresses.
“Get a room, guys,” Isabela sighed. “I honestly feel like a third wheel. I should’ve stayed
