Lawmakers by Tressie Lockwood, Dahlia Rose Read Free Book Online

cute. They were more for comfort, even though she’d still kicked them off beneath her desk the first chance she got. She winced, not liking him seeing her this way.
    “You are always beautiful. Please, if you want to stay as you are, cariño. I am fine with it.”
    She grunted. “Fine. Take me home.” She held up a finger. “But don’t get into it with Uncle Leonard or else the date’s off.”
    He held up a hand as if swearing in. “I will be on my best behavior. For you.”
    Della eyed him, wary, and then grinned. She settled into his side and nuzzled her nose against the base of his neck. His warmth and delicious scent seduced her, and she forgot all her worries with one hungry kiss.

Chapter Five
     
    “She’s a little young for you, isn’t she?” Bob asked.
    “Oh?” Santi glanced up from the paper he perused. His old friend sat across from him on the deck at Bob’s house. Santi had to admit he missed Della. Her scent, her face, her body, the tinkle of her laughter, everything about her set him on fire. He hadn’t yet burned through the hunger he felt for the cocoa beauty, and here his friend was telling him she was too young? “You won’t interfere now that you know, will you?”
    Bob waved a hand. “Come between you and your latest conquest? Not on your life. Been there, done that, and it wasn’t fun. You love women more than you love business, but I admit…” Bob hesitated. “I don’t like to see you use Della. She’s a good girl, and she’s got a good future ahead of her.”
    Santi frowned. “Who says I’m using her? There’s hardly any age difference. I admit she’s not lived her life, being in school, but I’m thirty, and she’s twenty-five. That’s not such a big difference among adults. The most important part is that we are having fun. I pleasure her, and she pleasures me. There is nothing wrong with it.”
    Bob swallowed the contents of his glass and set it down too heavily on the table. “All the women in the office are angry with her.”
    “You flatter me, old friend.”
    Bob shrugged. “Just don’t hurt her.”
    “That is never my aim.”
    While they chatted about business, Santi’s mind wandered. Bob was partially right. He loved women, almost as much as he loved business. He gobbled up new ventures regularly, and women were not so different. Yet, Della, sweet, sexy Della, drove his desires out of control. He wanted her every night. He craved to lie between her legs and take his fill while making her scream his name. The problem was business did not allow it. Today, spending a couple hours with Bob was an exception. Too many times, he had to delay when he could see Della again, but each time, his hand never stopped reaching for the phone. He had to see her when he could, and that didn’t always please her.
    While she was on his mind, he shot off a text to her. He slathered on the compliments because he never wanted her to forget her perfection and how much she pleased him. He ran through his mind the many ways he would return the favor as soon as he saw her. The only thing that distracted him from this plan was the ping of a returning text.
    “Laying it on thick today, Santi?”
    “I am always sincere, cariño . I promise.”
    “I know.”
    “I wish to see you, hoy o mañana .”
    “You don’t give me any warning. I’m supposed to jump when you call.”
    “You must do only what makes you happy.”
    “No limo.”
    “No limo,” he conceded.
    “And I choose the restaurant.”
    “Very well.”
    “Good. I’ll see you tonight. You can pick me up at my place.”
    “Your wish is my command.”
    * * * *
    Santi arrived at Della’s house in a rented car, an ordinary one. He preferred a sports car, but he wanted to please her. She didn’t like the pretentiousness of the limo, as she described it. Several times before he had come to her house, and from that first night things hadn’t gone very well. He did his best to stay quiet, and he had resisted offering