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As soon as I see it on my hand, I’m spellbound. It’s beautiful. A single, elegant diamond. Happy, I hug Eric around the neck.

“Thank you, love. It’s gorgeous.”

“You’re now officially my girlfriend.”

I kiss him passionately. With love. With surrender.

“Miss Flores,” he whispers when I pull back, “you’re very frisky.”

He touches my breasts through my dress.

He traps me against the wall, and I laugh. His mouth looks for mine.

“You drive me crazy ...”

He kisses me. In his hands, as always happens, I melt and enjoy being his. Those hands travel all over my body, and when I gasp, he presses his rigid shaft against me and I gasp again. I’m ready. I want him to undress me. I want him to tear my panties off and do with me as he will.

“Control yourself, Miss Flores. Your mother-in-law could think you’re a sexual degenerate. C’mon ... she’s waiting for us in the lobby.”

That makes me laugh—my mother-in-law! I’ve never had a mother-in-law.

“You’ll pay for that,” I say, taking his hand. “Just remember that.”

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Eric’s mother turns out to be witty and enchanting.

During the meal, she laughs and jokes around constantly and makes me feel as if we’ve known each other our entire lives. She tells me stories about Eric when he was little; and horrified, he tries to temper her, though he’s also obviously delighted. I love watching him interact with her. It’s clear he loves her very much, and that makes me very happy.

When Eric’s cell buzzes, he gets up to take the call.

“Thank you,” Sonia says as soon as he’s out of earshot.

“For what?” I ask, surprised.

“For making my son smile. It’s been years since I’ve seen him so happy, and that makes me very grateful. I see how he looks at you, how you look at him, and it makes me want to get up and shout, ‘Finally! Finally, my son is letting someone love him!’”

“He’s been a tough nut to crack, I assure you of that!” I tell her, even as her words touch me.

“Oh, Jude ... what I don’t understand is how a young woman with so much vim and vigor can stand him! Eric is so moody. Well ... I’m sure you’ve noticed. When he gets something in his head, he just won’t stop.”

“Well, in that respect, I think he’s met his match,” I say, laughing.

I look over at Eric and notice he’s watching us from the back of the restaurant. I sigh as I check out his body. He’s so handsome in his dark pants and blue shirt. He winks at me from across the room, and I shudder. I want him with every inch of me.

“Jude, may I ask you a question?”

“Of course, Sonia.”

She quickly glances in her son’s direction. “What do you know about Eric?”

I think I know where she’s coming from. “If you mean Flyn, Betta, and his health condition, I know everything. He told me, and I still love him.”

Sonia takes my hand, and I can tell she’s making a great effort not to cry. She takes a sip of her wine.

“Eric deserves someone like you. Someone who loves and understands him.”

“He’s easy to love. He just has to let it happen.”

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