"Good morning, pretty." A familiar voice attracted her attention.
Lucia shifted her gaze to the man lying next to her. One of his arms was still wrapped in gauze, while the other pillowing his head. He stared at her with his half-awaken eyes.
He looked like he had been looking at her for some time.
Lucia made a frown as she yawned. "Why are you staring at me like that?"
"You are pretty." Alonso smiled.
His charm made her feel butterflies in her stomach.
But she reminded herself she shouldn't fall for it.
She rolled away from him and sat up.
"I'm famished," Lucia purred.
"Yeah. Me too." Alonso declared the same.
"Why didn't you get something to eat?" Lucia asked baffled.
"I'm waiting for you," Alonso casually replied to her.
"Why? You should call for fo
