“Livi!” Nadia yells my name from the living room.
I walk out and see her standing with Carlos, Hugo, Julio, and Andres. He looks amazing. He’s leaning against the living room wall, facing me, with his arms crossed. He’s wearing a pair of worn jeans that fall seamlessly from his hips and a black button-up shirt that is untucked with the sleeves rolled to right below his elbows. The top two shirt buttons are undone, and I can see enough of his chest to make my heart stutter. I ache to run my hands under his shirt.
Andres observes quietly as Hugo and Julio affectionately greet me. After Julio releases me from his hug, I face Andres.
“Hey,” I say, feeling strangely shy. I fidget with the snap on my purse.
“Hey,” he says with a grin. He places a kiss on the side of my mouth.
I can smell mi
