As if he did not know, thought Angie, as she laughed and allowed him to draw her in through the balcony doors.
Angie sent him a questioning look when he stepped around her to pull the doors shut. ‘I am saving your blushes because you are about to get noisy,’ he explained.
Angie blushed anyway. ‘You are—’
‘Mad for you,’ Roque inserted, silencing her with his first scorching kiss.