บททั้งหมดของ Kiss It Better: บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

Four Years Later…I feel like a proud father, sitting with the rest of the families, watching as the students take the stage in cap and gown to accept their diplomas. Only to my wonderful NY grad, I’m not father, I’m Daddy.After accepting my marriage proposal, Sofia then accepted my offer to leave her secretarial position at my company and attend NYU for four years to earn her bachelor’s in psychology. She also minored in accounting so she could “make sure I never accidentally threw away my entire fortune.” That was entirely her idea, and it only made me love her more. It turned out that first time with me hadn’t gotten her pregnant, and so we got her on the pill right away so I could go bare for the subsequent four years.“Sofia Cruz,” the announcer says over the loudspeaker. Unable to help myself as my gorgeous wife steps out onto the stage, I stand up and clap my hands together like my favorite NBA team just won the championship. I whistle and holler, causing her to blush.“I neve

“There are three units on each floor except the fifth. That one big unit,” Amelia tells me as we make our way up the stairs. Amelia shoots Felipe another look, but this one is filled with sadness.“What?” I ask, wondering what’s going on.“You remember Felipe’s younger brother Knox?”Oh, I more than remember. Felipe’s brother Knox is a year older than me. Felipe’s sister Glenda married my brother Cillian. His parents weren’t too happy about that because in our culture, most marriages are arranged. With Felipe, his parents didn’t have control over him. He’d ventured out and built not only a name for himself but wealth too.He still had them reach out to our parents for Amelia’s hand, and his father agreed. With Glenda and Cillian, it hadn’t been so easy. They’d fallen in love, and Cillian did his part in the arrangement with Glenda, but the Andoras told him no. Glenda pushed back and said she’d do it anyway, which ended up ripping the families apart.They wanted Glenda to marry someone

I stare in shock at Knox. I knew at some point I’d see him around, but I thought it would be in our building. I always take the stairs, so I’m sure that lessens the chance but I also peek past the gates before I enter to make sure that I don’t see him. I do the same before I come down the last flight of stairs. For the past two weeks, that plan has been working because I haven’t seen him at all.With how big the campus is, I thought if I happen to spot him, I could easily remember when and where I was and then avoid that place. Of course, even with all my planning, I still manage to run into him. Literally. How is this my life? All of the creeping around was for nothing, and of course, I’m again running right into his giant body that’s as hard as a brick wall. I swear it’s even bigger than before.“I’m sorry.” I force the words past my lips even though my heart is lodged in my throat. He’s more handsome than I remember him being. Each time I see him, he looks more and more like a man.

“Fuck.” I toss the food from the pot into the sink and run cold water over my burning fingers. “Okay, so plan G it is.”“Is something on fire?”The sound of Violeta’s voice surprises me so much that I turn around too quickly and sling the pot of water on her. “Shit.” I grab the paper towels as I throw the pot on the counter and go to her.To my shock, she starts laughing as I try to wipe her down. “Knox Andora, you are a mess.”Glancing around the kitchen, I see what I’ve done as a collective whole instead of just running around and trying to get things ready. Pans are piled up in the corner, flour spread out on the counter, a broken egg on the floor, and I think that’s spinach stuck to the fridge.“Um, surprise?” I shrug sheepishly, and she laughs again. Fuck, I love the sound of that.“What on earth are you trying to make?” She looks behind me as she takes the towels out of my hand and presses them to her dress. “Is that spaghetti or tacos?”“Both?”“Did you invite me to dinner not

After banging on Violeta’s door last night and then trying to call her, I got nothing. Deciding that she was either pissed off at me because Lisa showed up, or she was tired of being around me, I gave up and went to bed. Although can you call it going to bed if you don’t sleep? Basically I lie awake on a mattress all night, wondering how I managed to fuck up one of the best nights of my life.On top of that both of my parents called me this morning. It’s almost like they were working together to make my day miserable.My dad called first, and he complained about his company struggling and how Felipe has done nothing to help him. I hate it because I have sympathy for him. I understand that he sees his son with so much more success than he ever had, which probably makes him jealous. But I also see that he’s suffering at work and has no one else to turn to except Felipe. He’s made his bed by treating him like a child his entire life and trying to control him at every turn. Then when he c