Page 76 of His Wild Attraction

I worried he might try to control me or try to stop me from going.

Nope.

On the contrary, Andres was supportive and encouraging. He even seemed happy for me.

“You look gorgeous, Angel,” a deep voice interrupted my inner musings, and I jumped.

“Andres! You’re home,” I said, smiling shyly at my husband.

Holy fuck.

He looked good. Like better than any normal man should after work.

His beard was neat, but his hair was mussed, like he’d been running his fingers through it. His blue-gray irises seemed brighter than normal as he watched me, his arms crossed and one hand on his chin.

“Yeah, I’m home,” he said, emphasizing the last word as he dropped his arms.

Those stormy eyes I was learning to read ran over me from head to toe. They glittered with approval, and something more.

I decided I was glad I chose that blouse. My cheeks burned, and I felt all shivery inside.

How could I still be shy around this man?

He’d seen, touched, even tasted more of me than any other human being in the whole world. And yet, I was practically trembling with nerves.

“Um, do you mind that I’m going out?” I asked, wanting to know the truth.

“Of course not, Lupina. But you will be safe. Right?”

I nodded.

Of course I would.

“And you won’t do anything dangerous.”

I shook my head.

Of course I wouldn’t.

Plus, I wanted to please him. I knew it was silly of me. But I did.

He approached me, a full blown smile on his face, and took me by the waist. Carefully, slowly, with his eyes on mine, Andres wrapped me up in a hug.

And damn, it felt good. Almost too good.

I smiled with my cheek pressed against his chest, liking the way he seemed made for this.

He was made to hug me.

Growing up the way I did, affection was doled out stingily. We weren’t a family who readily embraced.

But living with Andres, I was getting used to his constant touches and the steady stream of admiration, praise, respect, and companionship.

“Good. I trust you and the ladies will have an awesome time,” he said, smiling as he dropped a soft kiss on my temple and let me go.

Swoon.

If Andres had asked me to stay home right then, I would have. Without question, I would have.

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