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times but that was all business. The woman was disillusioned. I had no idea she thought she was in love with me.”
    “What newspaper? I’ve been in Detroit for a month visiting with my parents. And why would any woman think they were in love with such an asshole,” I played ignorant as if Elaina hadn’t already given me the 4-1-1.
    “I’m an asshole! I’ll admit. Everything came to a head two weeks ago, and I couldn’t reach you. You turned off your cell phone. I made a mess of things, Bella. I love you, and I’ll never distrust you ever again.”
    “ Bastardo !”
    He chuckled. “Bastard. Now you know I have two parents! If you give me the chance to make this up to you, I’ll introduce you to them.”
    “I don’t want to meet them.”
    Drake grabbed me by the waist and kissed me. Soon, I was drowning in the man, in the taste and feel of him of his tongue stirring me up. He lifted me into his arms and carried me into my bedroom. After kicking the ajar door, he gently lay me in the center of my bed. He removed his shirt, dropped his jeans and shorts, and eased in besides me.
    “Bella, I’ve missed you.” He pushed up my shirt and buried his face in my breasts. “You smell so good, feel so good. I missed being with you like this.”
    In seconds, he had me completely undressed.
    “I missed you more,” I cooed, running my fingers through his hairy chest. I kissed his right nipple and took it into my mouth.
    “ Mmm , you can’t work for me at Hart Enterprises.”
    I pulled back, recalled why I was angry with Drake.
    “I don’t work for you or Hart Enterprises! You saw to that .”
    “What I meant…the only work you will be performing is in my bed.”
    “Your bed? Get out! I will not be any man’s mistress.” I bolted off the bed. I didn’t need a man in this way. I wanted marriage, the white picket fence, and two children. One of each and it seemed that Drake Hart wasn’t the man for me. Sex was good for a time, but that was superficial. I wanted more: friendship, love, and a serious commitment between a man and wife.
    I stood, ready for him to leave my apartment so I could finally put my life back in order without him.
    “Bella, I’m explaining this all wrong. I love you. I want you to meet my parents. I’m coming out of the closet with our relationship. That is how serious I am about us.”
    “ Ahh , Drake, I’ve been miserable without you. I love you, too,” I confessed, pushing him back on the bed. I took his velvet-like steel into my fingers and massaged him.
    Drake held his breath as his cock jerked in greedy expectation. He was fully aroused—hot, hard, and ready. The heat from his sex told me so when he nudged it against my clit. The friction was heavenly. My vaginal walls clenched him as if he were already there.
    Drake reversed our position. “Are you ready for me, Bella?” he asked. Without waiting for my response, he seated himself in one deep thrust.
    “ Ay-ay, ”I cried out in ecstasy. I arched my body to meet him. Finally, I could feel him within my quivering core. I tasted him, heard his sexy growl in my ear, and smelled his arousal surrounding us.
    Not only did Drake hold me prisoner with the sinful moves of his hips, he tantalized me with the hot gliding of his sweet tongue until I thought I’d die a sweet, slow death.
    “ Querdio , harder, deeper…more Drake…more,” I screamed at the first ripple of my orgasm as it shook my body. “I’m-I’m—”
    Minutes later, I watched the pleasure on Drake’s face as we each came within seconds of the other.
     
    Much later, I opened my eyes and smiled up at him. My left hand felt Drake’s heartbeat strong and steady against my fingers.
    “Do you love me enough to marry me, Isabella Ruiz?”
    Tears of joy welled up in my eyes when I met Drake’s serious gaze.
    “Marry me,” he repeated, wiping the tears running down my cheeks.
    “Yes, I’ll marry you!” I ran my hands over his damp chest. Our lips met in a