17
I wake with a start to the sound of loud voices coming from somewhere in the house. What is going on?
I stretch and kiss Andres on the cheek. I run my hand down his handsome face that is covered with a manly short stubble. The soft roughness of his face is making me want him badly.
His lips turn up into a slight smile, and he mumbles, “Good morning.”
Waking up to a sleepy Andres next to me is quite possibly the biggest turn-on.
My desire quickly hits a wall when I hear the yelling again. “What the hell is going on out there? Maybe we should go check?”
“I’m sure it’s Hugo and Cara fighting over something stupid. Let them figure it out.” Andres nuzzles his face into the crevice of my neck, sending jolts of need through me.
The yelling continues.
“I really should go check on Cara t
