Had anyone told Clara six months ago she would be hopelessly in love with a drop-dead gorgeous specimen of a man who rocked her world every chance they got; she would have thought they were crazy. However, here she was, laying in her king bed exhausted and replete eyeballing the bronzed muscular hunk of a man laying next to her and feeling utterly besotted as his dark brown eyes stared lazily into hers.
“Tell me again,” he whispered as he caressed her cheek, loving the flush of her skin and the way her lips were swollen from his kisses.
“I love you Elian Ruiz,” she whispered into the air between them. “I love you so f*****g much.”
“I love you too Clara,” he lowered his head and claimed her lips, sliding his tongue over her cupid’s bow coaxing her mouth apart as he rolled over her and pl
