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“What? No! Gabby is not my girlfriend. I am not cheating on you. I would never cheat on you. Ellie, you are my wife,” he growled, sounding angry.

“I know. I was there when we got married,” I shouted, feeling horrible now for getting mad, and a little embarrassed.

“Ellie—”

“No, just let me finish. Look, I know you are doing everything you promised to help me not lose custody of Sammy to Gary, but I don’t really know anything about you,” I said, hating how weak I sounded.

“That’s not true. Don’t say that. Don’t ever say that,” Andres said, and goddamn myself for wanting to believe him.

“Ellie, Gabby is my mother’s best friend.”

“Your mother?”

“Yeah. Mom’s birthday is coming up next month, and Gabby asked to be in charge of the party. It’s her sixtieth,” he told me, and I stood there gaping like a moron.

How could I be so wrong?

I felt like a total piece of shit for being jealous of his mother’s best friend.

“Shit. I’m sorry,” I said, shaking my head.

“It’s not your fault. I should have told you. I didn’t mean to keep it a secret, it just slipped my mind,” he said, reaching for my hand.

I let him take it, needing the connection to ground me.

Shit. When did that happen? When did I start needing him?

“Come here,” he whispered, pulling me into an embrace, and I allowed it.

I pressed my forehead against his chest and stood there, letting him hold me in the kitchen while dinner simmered on the stove.

Like we were just a normal couple, making up after a misunderstanding.

I wish that was true.

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN ANDRES

Holy fuck.

Was Ellie jealous?

They said hope springs eternal.

As I listened to my wife and took in her anger and her beautiful jealousy, a tiny seed of hope took root deep inside my soul.

It was sick.

I was an asshole.

But the idea that she might be even a tiny bit possessive of me had my dick hard and my heart hammering inside my chest.

Maybe my beauty would learn to love her beast.

Maybe even sooner than I hoped.

Let me in, Lupina.

Love me like I love you.