|Javier|
“So, how’s the honeymoon?” Gabriel asked the moment we finished discussing the reason for his early morning call.
I narrowed my eyes at the screen, not bothering to hide my irritation. He was grinning like an i***t, leaning forward until his entire face filled the camera frame.
“What are you doing?” I asked, frowning as he moved even closer.
He blinked exaggeratedly, then whispered, “Where’s your wife? Still asleep?”
That’s when I realized what he was up to.
I quickly turned my MacBook so the camera faced the pool outside instead of me. The glass wall behind me revealed a full view of the bedroom—where she still lay, peacefully asleep. Gabriel burst into loud, unfiltered laughter on the other end of the call.
“My bad, Vier!” he cackled, wiping imaginary tears from the corne
