"You're right," Juan responded with a sigh. His jaw tightened ever so slightly and we walked off. She was indeed right and it had taken him a lot to admit that. The real reason he had even done that wa because he was too mentally exhausted to argue.
Then he stopped in his tracks and turned to face her. "What were you going to ask me?"
"Never mind about that," she said with a right smile and began walking away, but of course, her short legs could only take her so far and it wasn't up to a second Juan was grabbing her by the waist, turning her body to face him.
"Talk to me mio Angelo," he said in a low murmur that seemed more like a rumble out of his chest.
"N-nothing," she stammered, avoiding his eyes. She felt so small in his muscular arms. Juan smiled at his petite she was.
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