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It was, and I wasn’t just talking about the way my body seemed to come
alive under his touch. Hell, that was the smallest part of all of this.
Lina: I don’t want to wake up, Rosie.
Rosie: Oh, sweetie.
I could almost feel the hug that would have followed that.
Lina: Anyway, I’ll tell you everything about it tomorrow.
This wasn’t a conversation we should be having via text anyway.
Rosie: You’d better do that. Otherwise, I’ll kick your ass.
A knock came from the door.
“Baby?” said a deep voice from the other side. The word traveled right to
the center of my chest. “I’m going to start thinking that you are hiding from
me.”
God, I sucked so much.
Aaron continued, “Come out, and let’s go get something to eat. You
pick.”
My jet-lagged stomach grumbled at the thought. “Even fish tacos?”
“Especially fish tacos.”
Dammit. He was really going after my heart.
“Okay, one minute!” I called as I typed another message to Rosie.
Lina: Gotta go. We are picking up takeout.
Rosie: Okay. But tomorrow, you and I. We’re talking.
Lina: Sí, señorita.
Rosie: And, Lina?