Page 79 of Savage Devil
“Why don’t I—"
“Bibi!” Sofia bursts through the door without a care in the world as any middle-schooler would do. “Is he awake.”
I chuckle. “Yes, he’s awake.”
She flicks her gaze to Emilio and raises a single brow. “Why are you in here?”
“Because I’m spending time hanging with my boy,” Emilio says smoothly.
Sofia doesn’t look convinced. “Did you sleep in here?”
The next thing I know Roberto and Antonio are poking their heads in the door too. “Hey have you seen—oh.” Both brothers pause. I turn away, my cheeks heating as I pray they can’t all see my tits on display.
“Sorry. We were just looking for—"
Emilio waves. “Right here.”
“Right,” Antonio says.
‘What do you want?” A thread of annoyance filters into Emilio’s voice.
“Nothing. Sofia come on. Let’s—"
“But I want the baby,” she whines.
“Right. Yeah. Grab Luis.”
Hearing his name, he rears back, releasing my breast to peer over my shoulder. Seeing his aunt, he lunges for her, crawling over my body and forcing her to make a quick grab for him. “Guess I’ve been replaced.”
“You two, uh… catch up on some sleep. We’ll take care of Luis, here,” Antonio says.
The three of them leave and the door closes behind them, leaving Emilio and I alone in my bed. I turn to face him, his eyes caught on my breast when I realize I never pulled my shirt back up. “Oh, my god.” I rush to cover myself and he snaps out of it.
“Shit. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean—”
“No, it’s fine. My fault.”
We both burst into a fit of laughter as I realize just how stupid this is. It’s not like he hasn’t seen my boobs before. When I finally get myself under control, my chest is heaving. I wipe the moisture from my eyes and turn to find Emilio staring at me, a wide grin on his face.
“What?” I ask, my heart suddenly loud in my ears.
He shifts closer, closing some of the gap left behind now that Luis is playing with his aunt and uncles. “You still tired?” he asks.
I lick my lips, his eyes tracking the movement.
Spread your wings, Bibi.I tell myself.Fly.
To him, I just shake my head. “No. You?”
“No.”
The next thing I know, he’s closed the distance, his hand cupping my cheek and his eyes boring into mine, giving me every opportunity to pull away. I swallow hard and reach out a tentative hand to trace the line of his jaw. He shudders beneath my touch. “I’ve missed you.” The words slip past my defenses and I freeze, waiting to see what he says, but he says nothing. Instead, his lips press against mine and I melt against him before I realize that I must have the absolute worst morning breath and tear myself away.
“Shit. Did I read that wrong?”
“No. No. Umm…” I jump out of bed. “Wait right there.” I rush to the hallway bathroom, brush my teeth faster than I’ve ever brushed my teeth in my life, and then hurry back to my room, closing the door behind me. My back is pressed against the door, my chest rising and falling as I’m treated to an unobstructed view of Emilio now that he’s no longer hidden by the covers. He’s sitting against the headboard, the blankets pooled at his waist and his chest bare, showcasing his tattoo.
“You okay?” he asks, worry evident in his voice. “I can go. I mean, I know you said stay but…”
