MAFIA SEDUCTION

e only twice in those three weeks, and on both occasions he'd insisted on sleeping without shirt on. The first time he had stayed, I had been scared to go to sleep in case

ourse, I hadn't been able to get back to sleep after that. My body was nervous with sexual energy, and I'd been terrified that I'd wake up with my whole body loosely over him instead of just my hand. I could just imagine the arrogant look on his face if that had happened. So, I got up early and listened to music in the den. I was in the kitchen, having just made a fresh pot of coffee, when he walked into the room in just his boxer briefs. My eyes were drawn to his private area of their discretion. I turned away to avoid looking at him. Asshole! ' Buenos días, mi Àngel, he said, his voice low and raspy. I shook my head, and then I turned back to face him. He'd taken to calling me angel because he thought it bothered me, which it did, but I wasn't going to let him know that. 'Morning. There's fresh coffee if you're interested?' I forced a smile. 'You made coffee?' he flashed an eyebrow at me. 'I thought Victoria took care of that and the rest?' 'Yeah, she does,' I said with a nod. 'But I woke up first.' He eyed me giving a wary look and I felt my skin tingle in irritation. What exactly was wrong with him? Raising my eyebrow at him, did he think I'd risk myself right now to poison his coffee or sort? 'My Tía, is coming over today,' he said as he poured himself a cup of the hot, coffee. 'She's just came back from her "Medical Conference", in Europe, and she's eager to come