“You weren’t the only one in that condition. But I feel that way whenever I see you or sense your presence.”
The night was exquisite as they drove through the scented pines. When he slowed down outside the village, it wasn’t long before he found them the secluded spot where they’d spent another memorable night. He stopped the Jeep and turned off the engine.
“Would you believe me if I told you that the night we spent here the first time, I wanted it to be our wedding night.”
“So did I,” she whispered.
They climbed out of the Jeep and set up their little camp with the aid of the big flashlight.
“Oh—you bought a new sleeping bag!” Already her heart was pounding outrageously.
“Tonight we’re doing this Italian-style. I measured this spot for our marriage bed to make sure it would hold two.”
“You’ve outdone yourself, Figaro.”
“So you like our bedroom.”
“I adore it.” She took off her sandals and climbed inside the bag. He could probably hear her heart thudding.
“Well, aren’t you a brazen little hussy.”
Andrea pulled the bag’s edge up to her chin and looked out at him. “You already knew that about me when I asked if I could come with you to look for Darren. I figured that since you’re going to wield a heavy penalty tonight, we might as well hurry and get this over with.”
“Get what over with?” His voice sounded like silk as he turned off the flashlight and climbed in next to her.
“The thing the nuns talked to me about back in Venezuela.”
“Like what?” He chuckled and pulled her into him to nuzzle her neck.
“Oh...just things.”
“I’m not sure I know where to start.”
“Don’t drive me crazy, Stavros! I’ve been waiting for this all my life.”
He started kissing her. “You mean this?”
“Yes.”
“And this?”
“Y-yes.”
“How about this?”
“Stavros!”
Andrea woke up several times during the night tangled in her husband’s arms. Ecstasy like she’d never known had caused her to cling to him. He’d taught her a new language to speak. Eager for more, she started kissing him to wake him up so she could show him how fluent she was becoming. He responded with a husband’s kiss, hot and consuming.
Oh, yes... Out of all the languages she’d learned, she liked this one best and intended to become an expert at it.
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