Gabriel POV
She shakes her head, crossing her arms in front of her chest, making her breasts thrust out. Her breasts momentarily distracted me. She doesn't wear a bra, so I can see the line of her n*****s. She looks into my eyes and follows my vision. "Jesus, Gabriel!" she hisses.
Damn it! "I..." I just want to explain, but she walks past me. I follow her and take her hand. "Sweetheart," I pleaded.
She turns around, and I don't expect it. She pushes me to the pool. I lose my balance and fall into the pool.
"See you on Monday, Mr. Remington," she hisses angrily and walks to the house.
"Goddamn it!" I hit the water and swam to the side, climbed out, and ran following her. "Sweetness!" I called her.
She runs to the bedroom. I come behind her and close the door. "Sweetness, you're furio
