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“But it’s good for you.”

“Yes, the hard work is paying off and increasing my endurance. Blah, blah, blah.” She rolled her eyes.

Ignacio grabbed her by one of her ass cheeks and pulled her closer. “I like what I see,” he said, gently tapping her ass.

She stepped between his legs. Resting her drink on the island, she looped her arms around his neck. “I like what I see too.”

Ignacio smoothed his hands down her back and over the curve of her bottom, filling his palms and squeezing with contentment. “Don’t tease me,” he murmured.

“I’m not,” Delta whispered.

They kissed softly while he continued to cup the fullness of her bottom in the palms of his hands.

The sound of Maria clearing her throat forced them to come up for air.

Delta ducked her head and giggled. “Maria, he won’t leave me alone.”

Maria settled her purse on her shoulder. “I see two people who will not leave each other alone.”

Delta gasped with mock outrage. “Maria! You’re supposed to be on my side. He’s the instigator. I’m completely innocent.”

Ignacio’s heart swelled in his chest. Sheer joy lit up her face, and he was pleased to be the reason for her happiness.

“Ah, sí?” Maria wagged her finger at them. “I take no sides. I see two guilty people. You two,siempre besándose. You leave him alone. You leave her alone. Okay? Now, I go to the store. Behave while I am gone. When I come back, I don’t want any more trouble.”

“Yes, ma’am,” they chorused gravely.

With a knowing smile, the housekeeper left through the side door.

“Stop trying to turn my housekeeper against me. We go way back.”

“I thought it was worth a shot.” Delta kissed the corner of his mouth, then his jawline.

“This is sexual harassment,” he said huskily. His breath caught when she found the sensitive spot behind his ear.

“It’s only fair since you harass me all the time.” Delta licked his neck. “Salty.”

Ignacio buried his face against her soft breasts and pulled her tighter between his legs so she could feel his growing erection.

Delta cupped the back of his head. “Hey.”

“Mm?” The sound was muffled against her chest.

Her fingers found the elastic tie and released his hair. “What are you working on later? Maybe we can take it easy tonight and finish those last episodes ofReacher?”

Having never seen the show, they started with season one and were now both addicted, threatening each other not to watch any episodes without the other.

“Which episode are we on?” Ignacio asked.

“Six, I think.”

“We could finish watching the series tonight, but it’ll have to be after Crystal leaves. She’s coming by so we can review the scripts my agent sent.”

“No problem. We can watch the last episodes afterward. Speaking of scripts, what’s the latest onWrong?”

Ignacio moaned softly and temporarily closed his eyes as she used her fingertips to massage his scalp. “King’s screenwriter is reviewing the script. He’s going to give me his feedback next week.”

“Do you think he’ll have to rewrite the whole thing?”

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