ew exactly what was on my mind. He climbed onto

and the part of me that didn't. No matter how much I tried t

t me more than I want you," he whispe

dreams, Mr. Carlos." But he drew me back, his bo

ding his gaze as I struggl

de to under my dress, and I realized I was wearing a flower p

brought back memories of our first night, the kind of feeli

not to stop," he murmured, his hand now car

id, successfully pulling myself away from him and making my way to the door. I h

t one moment he was all over me and the next, he didn't make any effort to stop m

e hadn't tried to stop me because he had already locked th

o get out of here," I demande

, raising the keys in the air

an irritating side? I couldn't believe I had stalked him for years, and no

stated firmly, my hand trembling slight

y. "You're my wife, Veronica. You can't run away from it." H

eras here, so drop the act. We're not married." The moment the words

ed me by the waist, pulling me closer to him, his hard body pressed

breath away from mine. "Say we're not married

his eyes still locked on mine, his hand grippi

was, I liked the fact that Ivan was fighting for us, for this marriage-even i

nd kissed him hard, surprising

ned around my waist, pulling me even closer, as if he were afraid to let go. The

ion, the fight we had just been having. It was just him and m

my chest. His eyes, dark with desire, searched mine as

I whispered, my voice shaky.

on mine. "It doesn't have to be complicated, Veronic

ds, they felt hollow. There was something between us that I

one hand on my waist. "You've been running from this

st Ivan that scared me-it was the feelings I had f

ability in my voice surprising even me. "I don't know how to

ftened at my words, his hand gently cupping my face

't just the man I had admired from a distance for years-he was right her