Chapter 89


    89. Angel


    Max hugs me from behind and showers my back and shoulders with k*sses, gently waking me up.


    “Can’t I sleep a little more?” Iin, wanting to snuggle with him more.


    His left palm-his veryrge palm-covers my stomach. Warmth spreads around my b*dy. “You have been


    sleeping all morning. You usually get up early. Are you sick?” He sounds concerned. “Do you want me to


    call 112 or take you to the ER?”


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    Iugh and turn on my back. His face is all worried. “I am tired because someone kept me awake all


    night long


    The worry vanishes from his face. “For a moment, I was scared that…yesterday might have been too


    much for you.”


    I run hry fingers over his bare chest. “You sound like you care for me. And I would never put her in


    danger. She is the only thing that kept me going.”


    His pupils winden, his palm caressing my skin. “I know you wouldn’t. And I do care about you more than


    you can ever imagine.” His eyes fall on my neck. A grin spreads across his face. “Someone wrecked you


    good.” I hum because I haven’t felt this good in months. “You look happy.”


    “That’s because I am happy.” And before his egoes out of his cars, I add quickly, “Because I smell


    coffee.”


    He chuckles and k*sses my forehead. “If I only knew that coffee was all I needed to make you happy….”


    “You would have bought me a coffee machine!”


    “A ntation. Do you know if Spain has any?”


    “Maybe in the Canary Inds? But I don’t want a ntation, just one cup.”


    His bows forrow. “Just one?


    “For now.


    He pulls me on t


    on top of him, his left hand cupping my cheek. “Were you always like this?”


    I narrow my eyes. “What do you mean?”


    “So easy to talk to? So easy to be with.”


    “I don’t think so. I used to push everyone away, which led to me losing most of my friends. Not being with


    those you love is awful. For the first time in my life, I am trying to be genuine.”


    It was only after I moved to La Palma that I started to find myself. Having people like Antonia around me


    helped more than I thought. It is not always easy, but I am trying not to let the past dictate my future.


    “You are perfect, no matter what”


    I nt a k*ss in the mi


    middle of his chest. “I think you mentioned it a few times. But I don’t know if I can believe you.”


    “Trust, once shattered, is almost impossible to regain.” His hand slides from my face to my shoulder and


    lower, “Sofia,” he murmurs. “I like it.”


    “It was the name of my great-grandmother.”


    “How about we call our daughter Sofia?


    I smile because I like the idea. “We need to practice making babies, then.”


    He chuckles. “You are insatiable.”


    “I thought you liked to f uck.”


    89. Angel


    But I am only one!”


    Ever since I found Fire Fly-Emily-and no longer ept any missions from Wasp, and I don’t have to


    worry about marrying Carlos. I startedughing I like this new me. “You need a friend to help keep me


    satisfed!?” I tease him.


    to be shared”


    My stomach turns into knots.


    The only 1 ? I was with my mutes at the same time was in Alekos’s office. I was overwhelmed back then,


    but if I were to be with i


    47 Alekos and Reves would probably not hesitate to do whatever they want to me, but Statan will hold


    back, always loyal to Emily.


    Having Max with me maken the pain in ares take around me, and he murm


    chest less. I press my ear to his heart and lie to be things just as they are right now. Just us. It is


    enough.” His


    Every begining has an end. I snuggle into his arms. “Not yet. Let me enjoy this a little longes


    Be sighs. “Let me bring you a cup of coffee then. And something to ear


    I slide next to him, and he gets out of bed. The sunlight then through the window, and I close my eyes,


    basking in its war practically hear myself per with delight. Or maybe because I was f ucked so wellst


    night I fell asleep praming like a fool.


    The nose of tes being put on the tablees from the kitchen


    “How about, we get a cat?” I randomly ask


    Aloud cough follows. Did he choke on the coffee? They curry tomoy


    No wonder cats het so muchn


    won’t be the one to clean the litter box, and obviously. I won’t let you touch sh it, wo cats


    of the question. Besides, I un allergic.”


    pop my chin on top of my hands, the sun k*ssing my hare back. “Are you really allergic, or do you not like


    cats?”


    Se enter the moscarying


    with bood and coffee. “Something”


    not the same thing ”


    “Sofa,” he groans and sits next to me on the bed. I get to his lip k*ss


    “That they part” I try to argue with him. “And they are so cute and thu


    his teeth. “”1 vd think about it’


    . His hand covers t


    I smile because this is new and ecting. He is actually into want ck and we all Lucifer.”


    Like the orbe Conder het as he picks up the fork “Omelete or fruits fine?


    subs tame a piece of soat and a cup of coffee in the noming and snuck on something y bebel. The


    breakfast you made is too big


    mn with the fork and brings


    myth “You need to take better care of yourself. And wat more pale


    thing is fine. The tinst three


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