I’m debating trying to make him come a third time when he catches me by the arms, hauling me up to him. “You’re going to kill me if you do that again,” he says, voice scratchy with pleasure and morning.“But at least you’d die happy,” I say, smiling.He leans over me, pressing a kiss to the side of my neck. “Yes, I would.” His lips continue to tease my neck and chest, and I relax into the feeling of laying skin-to-skin with him.“I wish we were alone,” I say.He murmurs his words against my skin. “We are alone.”“I mean today, alone in the house. We could stay in bed and I could take further advantage of that stamina you keep talking about.”A kiss on my lips. “That sounds like the perfect day.”I sigh, “I should get up and start on the turkey.”Trevor wraps his arms around me. “Not yet.”“Do you want to eat today?” I say, trying to wiggle out of his arms.“Of course I do.”I laugh, “Then let me go.”A sly grin moves across his face. “You didn’t ask me what I wanted to eat.”He dives

I’ve only met Leigh one time, on a short visit to the campus when they were together. I disliked her then and I dislike her even more now that she’s managed to trample all over Brad’s heart. I look at her. She’s gotten more blonde and more tan, embodying the look of a college party girl. “Hi!” she says cheerily. “I’m looking for Brad. Is he here?”I hesitate. I don’t know if Brad wants to talk to her. I don’t know if I should say that he’s stepped out.She seems to sense that hesitation. “I’m his girlfriend,” she adds, with an annoyed smile.I straighten up. “No, you’re his ex-girlfriend,” I say, “and I’m not sure if Brad wants to see you.”Her mouth drops open. Drops all the way open in shock, and she looks me up and down as if I’m the most offensive person on the planet. “I’m sorry, who are you?” she says.I give her a flat smile. “I’m Brad’s mother. We’ve met before, Leigh.”“You can’t be his mother,” she says. “I remember meeting her, and she wasn’t a bitch.”A deadly calm comes o

I’m sure,” he says, and the smile on his face makes me feel like the sun is shining.“Good,” I whisper. “I don’t want it to either. You want to know where I went just now? I was thinking about how happy I’ve been. These past few days.”He shifts closer to me, and it feels like we both breathe easier. My heart picks up a little, beating faster just because he’s looking at me. He wraps his arms around me, tilting my face up to his. Our kiss is sweet, laced with happiness at the idea that this isn’t just a fling. We’ll see where it goes, even if it isn’t conventional.I try to wrap my arms around him, and fail, laughing, since my arms are shorter and our coats are bulky. Instead I let him pull me closer, deepening our kiss. I have a thought that he might warm me up so much that we might not need our coats anymore. I slip my tongue past his lips, tangling with his and relishing the feeling of freedom that he brings me.Laughter suddenly breaks the trance, and I hear the worst voice in the

"Bring me a woman who will be your wife within a month, Alex, or I will personally take charge of finding a match for you," Mr. Salazar declared, giving his son a stern gaze. From the corner of his eye, Alex noticed his stepmother rolling her eyes while slowly sipping her hot coffee."Ugh! Maria! This coffee is scalding!" Pearl exclaimed, distracting Salazar from continuing the conversation. The idea of Alex finding a wife irritated her to no end. She despised the thought of him introducing a woman as his bride.Upon hearing Pearl's scream from the kitchen, Maria hurriedly rushed into the room. She was visibly shaken, working for the Salazar family for the past three years. The only issue she had was with Mrs. Pearl, whom she knew had married Mr. Salazar for his wealth."Gold-digging woman!" Maria muttered under her breath as she entered the kitchen. Pearl had scolded her in front of Mr. Salazar, who seemed to favor Maria among all his other staff. Maria wondered what she had done to

Alex detested the situation, but he had no control over Pearl. She was a natural seductress, capable of bringing any man to his knees. He pitied his father, unaware that the woman he believed to be his wife desired his own son. Alex swallowed hard, suppressing the moan that threatened to escape his mouth as Pearl continued to stroke him slowly, kissing his neck. Her soft hand moved up and down his length, perfectly wrapped around his thick arousal, as she performed a handjob on him.Pearl could sense his heat and swelling in her hands. She positioned herself in front of him, drawing him closer as her mouth almost made contact with his. Swiftly, Alex turned his face, allowing her kiss to land on his cheek. He would never break his rule, no matter the circumstances. He vowed to never kiss a woman, ensuring that no one could replace his mother in his heart. He would not grant Pearl the satisfaction of kissing him, not today or any other day.Grabbing her neck firmly, he pinned her agains