"I told you once that you don't need to dress up to seduce me…" Santiago said, his voice abnormally hoarse. Sweat trickling down his forehead.
"Of course, you do not remember."... He scowled at his choice of words.
She glared at him. "Whose fault is it?"
She was frustrated, not with herself but at him. He could either take the step or get the hell out of here.
She was twenty weeks pregnant woman with sexual needs. And her husband/ baby daddy's aloof attitude didn't help her urges.
She was dying of frustration now.
Lord help her.
"Of course, mine." Santiago sighed. "Wear some thick clothes first, okay?" He went to bring her an oversized thick sweater but she threw it at his face.
"Santiago Vitello, you can either kiss me or fuck off," She yelled at him.
Santiago looked at him with wide eyes. For a second, he was struck. He didn't know what to day or do.
