RANSOM GIFT: The Complete Collection Boxed Set (Commanding Proposal, Hidden Proposal, Ransom Proposal)

RANSOM GIFT: The Complete Collection Boxed Set (Commanding Proposal, Hidden Proposal, Ransom Proposal) by Kristina Royer Read Free Book Online

Book: RANSOM GIFT: The Complete Collection Boxed Set (Commanding Proposal, Hidden Proposal, Ransom Proposal) by Kristina Royer Read Free Book Online
Authors: Kristina Royer
his neck going to the back of his ear. I felt his skin having goose bumps and boy that was my cue.
    I took away my kisses, and I stared at him. He gulped, and then he resumed kissing me.
    Finally!
    Here we go…
    His hand traveled to my waist, while the other one was brushing my back. He then inserted his hand under my blouse, and it gave him a full access to my skin. It was my turn to have goose bumps.
                  “I love you.” He whispered, while brushing his nose to my cheeks. God that was so sensual.
                  “I love you.”
    He started kissing my neck, and I had this incredibly amazing frenzy trailing my abdomen, and stealing my breath.
    So that’s how it’s supposed to feel.
    It was amazing!
    I felt weakened by his touch, and I could tell that he knew it because he lead me to the bedroom, but after seeing how spacious it was, he was absolutely stunned.
                  “Gary, please…” I begged.
    He started at me for few seconds, and then he nodded wildly. “Yeah...”
    He’s back to kissing me again, but it was more passionately. I felt the warm of his mouth, and I’ve tasted his goodness. I knew he was still overwhelmed so I led him to the bed myself.
    “Starting tonight, nothing can ever part us”, were my unspoken words of love to him.
     

 
     
    Chapter 8
     
     
    Gary was still sleeping, so I’ve decided to go out and savor the Spanish morning. I wanted to pick up Churros and Porras and Café con Leche for him. I was excited for him to taste a Spanish version of bagels in New York.
    Before I can even make it outside of the hotel, somebody caught my attention, “Kristina!” I turned around to see who it was although the voice sounded familiar, and it was Clemente. His disrespecting moment with Gary flashbacked to my head, and suddenly, I hated his guts. And this has never happened before.
    Well, you left me, Gary found me, end of story.
                  “Yeah, what do you need?” I asked him poker face.
    It has shocked him. That’s right… I’m not hurt anymore…Get that, Clemente.
                  “Oh, uhhh… where are you going?” He asked.
                  “I’ll get my boyfriend a surprise breakfast, and he might be awake any minute now, so if you’ll excuse me, tengo que ir…” I said I need to go.
    Before he could even say a single word, I already sprinted away of the hotel. I needed to think things through. Was I still mad because I still love him? No, I guess I was mad because he disrespected my poor Gary. Right… My Gary who’s not used to all these things yet he chose to embarrassed. Who is he? It seemed like I didn’t even know that side of Clemente existed.
    I got us what I wanted to buy, so I rushed back to the hotel so I could still prepare all these for him. It’s my way of showing him how I adored last night; well, technically, hours ago.
    I saw Adolfo on the hallway so he greeted me, and we had a quick chat. “I got to go, Ado, I need to prepare this for Gary.
    My dad’s forty years old assistant flashed his sweetest smile on me. He’s gay, and he’s very proud about it, so there’s never a time that I felt awkward with Ado. “Okay, Ms. Kristina…”
    I left him, and I started walking towards the elevator. I was shocked to see who was waiting for me there. It’s Clemente. My brows rose, and I felt irritated. Maybe if he apologizes to Gary, I’d treat him as a friend again.
                  “What do you need this time?” I asked him.
    He looked pained. “Why are so mad at me? Was it because I left you?” He asked, accusing the shit out of me.
                  “That’s what you think? That I was mad at you for leaving me to marry a different girlf rom a different country? Que es est ú pido…” I told him.
                 
                  “Then why? Why are you so mad at me?” He asked looking so desperate to

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