CATALINA
My heart skipped a beat.
Since when did Miguel take permission first before doing anything? I eyed him suspiciously.
“Why?” I asked.
“Nothing. I just want to.”
“What about that sexy brunette of yours? Why don't you go kiss her.”
Miguel laughed, “I didn't take you to be the jealous type.”
“I'm not jealous!”
“If you say so.” “And if you don't want me to kiss you it's fine.”
“Since when did you start taking permission?”
“I just felt like it today.” His gaze lowered to my lips, then towards my chest area. “Next time, I won't be a gentleman. I'll do whatever I want to your amazing body.”
My insides heated up just by imagining what he would do to my body. No Catalina!. I reminded myself that I've made a decision to not think so much about him anymore. I made myself available
