Page 39 of Whispers of My Skin

“Well, thanks for the meal and the great company,” he says. “Now, if you don’t might, I have a lot to catch up on with Tara, and since you must also have all kinds of cowboy duties to catch up on, please don’t let us detain you any longer.”

Joel shoots a glare at Fermin, before giving me a kiss on the forehead, muttering something about finishing our talk later and announcing he’ll be nearby in the den should I need him.

As he walks away, I stare at his broad shoulders, remembering the sensation of those rippling muscles beneath my fingertips, the warmth of his body...

“Phew, that sure is some sizzling chemistry you two got going on. So, fill me in on exactly how you ended up marrying that hot cowboy? And worse still, not even inviting me?” Fermin interrupts my erotic musings.

“It’s complicated.”

“I’m sure it is, sugar, so come on, spill everything to your Uncle Fermin.”

I sigh, not even knowing where to start.

“It’s a long story,” I say at last.

“Just as well I’m here all week then,” he says laughing, pulling me into a big hug, and it’s such a relief to know I finally have someone here that I know I can trust implicitly.

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