Page 110 of Through You
I smile nervously at him, and he raises an eyebrow.
“Are you feeling awkward and nervous around me?” He leans over and I take a few steps back. “That’s not like you, unless . . . you remember everything you said to me last night and you’re embarrassed.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Artemis purses his lips but the corners of his mouth curl upward and give him away. He’s trying hard not to laugh.
“Ah, so it’s a no?” He comes even closer and I take another step back until my lower back hits the table that’s behind me. I’m trapped and have nowhere to run. “Shall I refresh your memory?”
“No, thank you.”
He chuckles, and gently grabs my chin. The morning sunlight that streams through the window is reflected in his eyes, making his brown eyes appear a lighter shade.
“I have to go.” He tilts his head to one side and closes the space between us. I melt the second his lips graze mine. Artemis kisses me softly. His lips press against mine, making my heart and breathing speed up.
I grab the jacket of his suit and kiss him back.
Artemis wraps his hands around me and pulls me closer. The kiss becomes passionate. The memory of how heavenly it feels when he’s inside me makes my body temperature shoot up. I want to feel that again, all of him. We kiss as if there’s no tomorrow, and the sound of our fast breathing can be heard all around the small kitchen. Artemis holds me even tighter, and I sense the evidence of his growing hardness against my waist.
“What the hell is this?” I’ve never moved away from someone that fast. I react by pushing Artemis hard, making him move two steps back.
Sofia Hidalgo is standing in the kitchen door, wearing one of her fitted black dresses. Her face is red, and her clenched fists are jammed on her hips. Her eyes are on me, sparking with fury.
I must admit that I’m scared.
“What in the hell does this mean, Artemis?” Her question lingers in the air as she moves in my direction, looking furious.
“You freeloading bitch!”
Everything is happening so fast that I barely have time to react. Suddenly, my face is forced to one side by a hard slap delivered by her hand. My cheek burns. Sofia pulls my hair and tries to drag me away, but Artemis steps between us and pulls her wrist away before she has the chance.
“No! Don’t you ever lay your hands on her!” I haven’t heard that cold tone in Artemis’s voice in a long time.
Sofia snorts and looks indignant. “Of course you defend her.
She probably has you under the spell of her young pussy, just like the conniving bitch she is.”
It’s my turn to push Artemis aside, and I slap Sophia across the face with all my might.
“How dare you!” She cradles her cheek with one hand. “You and your mother better pack your things and get the hell out of my house!”
“Stop it.” Artemis speaks in a whisper, and I sense his rage.
Artemis is one of those people who appears cool and collected before he blows up.
Sofia ignores him. “What are you waiting for? Get out! We put a roof over your head, and you had the audacity to screw around with my son. I guess when you’re from the streets, it’s hard to shake off the filth.”
“Stop.”
“Not surprisingly, with a mother like . . .”
“Damn it, shut up!” Artemis’s shout is deafening. “Neither she nor her mother are going anywhere. Have you lost your mind?
On what moral ground do you stand to justify this behavior?”
“What’s happening here?” Mr. Juan arrives, looking alarmed.
He probably heard Artemis shouting. Apolo follows closely behind, looking worried.
