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Lauren twists around in the bathtub and straddles my lap the best she can. I inhale a sharp breath when she settles against my cock. The movement almost distracts me from the hurt feelings I’m trying to hide.

“Parar." Lauren grabs both sides of my face and forces me to look at her. “Whatever you’re thinking stop. I wanted to learn Spanish for several reasons. None of them have to do with the way you speak to me.” She bites her lip and thinks for a moment.

“Well, that’s not exactly true. You speak in Spanish a lot when we’re intimate.” She rolls her hips, making me curse. “Like that. Or when you say,” Lauren leans closer. Her tits press up against my chest. “Me encanta tu panocha apretada y la forma en que tomas mi pito.”

“Fuck, Lauren.“ My hands find her hips. I squeeze them harder than I should.

Lauren lifts her hand and pushes one of my stray curls out of my face. “I also wanted to know how to speak Spanish because I want us to have a bi-lingual family.” My heart stops. Is she saying what I think? “I want to be able to speak to our children in both languages like you.”

“Cariño," I whisper before cradling Lauren’s face and kissing the hell out of her. To know that she wants a future with me. That she can see us together that far ahead means everything to me.

I pull away from her breaking the kiss and stare at my future wife. It’s hard to believe this is the same girl who was scared to answer basic questions about herself.

“Do you want that too?” Her voice is too timid for my liking.

“Sí. Lo deseo mucho," I say, running my lips down her neck. My fingers skate up and down her spine. “I want you to be my wife. I want you pregnant with my child.” I drag my hand down her chest until it lands on her belly button.

If my declaration scares Lauren, she doesn’t show it. All I see is love in her eyes. For me. For our future together.

“I like the sound of that. Voy a donde tú vayas," she says. I press my lips against hers.

“Even if it means moving far away?” We haven’t talked about the possibility of moving out of state in months. I’ve been avoiding it because I didn’t want to face the fact that she may not come with me.

I want to be reason enough for her to uproot her life, but I’m not sure. It helps that Carlos and Manny are in a safe place with my parents. But…

“Sí. I don’t want to be without you. The boys are happy. They may need me, but not as much as I need you. Te amo, James." Her arms slide up my chest and wrap around my neck.

“Te amo, dulce brujita." I kiss the top of her head and reach behind her to drain the water.

“What are you doing?” She asks as I get out of the tub. I wrap a towel around my waist. Then I help Lauren out of the tub and wrap a towel around her too.

“Going to start making our familia." I throw her over my shoulder and carry her back to my room. Her protests get drowned out with giggles.

When I get her in my bed, she wants this as much as I do.

Entering Lauren bare is a euphoria I didn’t know existed in the world. Our eyes stay locked on each other with every stroke.

Tears leak from Lauren’s eyes when she finally orgasms.

“Told you we were starting something good, cariño.”

29

LAUREN

“You’re hurting my hand.” I look down at Manny’s hand in mine. His poor little fingers are turning purple. I loosen my grip and mumble sorry to him.

We’re waiting in the hall with everyone else who is auditioning today. Trix is inside the auditorium doing his solo. The only people allowed in the room are the individuals auditioning and the judges.

I can’t even peek inside since the windows are covered. I have no clue if they are doing well or how they stack up against the competition. My stomach is rolling with anxiety. I’m not sure if I want to cry or have a mental breakdown.

“I wish I could see them.”

“It’s better this way,” Carlos informs me. I don’t see how that is true. Having me there would help with their nerves. “Trust me. We’re more interested in doing a good job for you than the snobs who run this school.”

“Fine.”

“When is Hart getting here?” He already knows the answer. Carlos is trying to distract me.

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