laying out terms so starkly, her senses shrieked a primal warning. ‘Alejandro, I don’t know...’
‘Come on now, we’ve tried to pretend this isn’t happening, but it is. You can’t keep running from it and I don’t intend to fail the challenge and pleasure of getting you into my bed. You have twenty-four hours to yield to me. And, Elise?’
‘Yes?’ she murmured despite her spinning thoughts.
‘I don’t intend to lose this one.’
A hard kiss preceded his exit.
Elise dropped into the chair, her stunned senses trying to grapple with what had just happened.
Alejandro had dropped a giant morsel of his past in her lap. Then segued into a demand for sex. She stared at the door through which he’d disappeared. Was the instigation of the subject of sex a way to distract her from his emotional revelations?
If so, it’d worked a treat.
Skirting past the momentous subject of sex with Alejandro, she replayed his childhood story instead.
She’d thought her childhood had been horrendous with the early realisation that her parents had what amounted to an open marriage, their vows shoved into the background in the interest of accumulating financial gain. For the greater part, Elise had been handed over to the care of nannies and housekeepers while her parents pursued their single-minded interests. It hadn’t been until she hit puberty that things had changed for the worse.
Alejandro’s experiences had been worse, because the infidelity had come from one side, with pain heaped on his mother while he’d been caught in the middle.
She might not have heard Gael’s side, or know the full story, but what little she knew explained the brief glimpses of bleakness and loneliness she sometimes saw in Alejandro’s eyes.
Her heart squeezed in sympathy and despite telling herself that softening her feelings for him might be a dangerous path to take, she still found herself mourning long into the evening and into the night for the harrowing childhood he must have suffered.
As for the subject of sex, she continued to push it to the back of her mind whenever it sparked its heady temptation. She knew not confronting it wouldn’t make it go away—she’d seen a determined Alejandro in action, after all—but all the same, she held it at bay, in the hope that morning would bring the clarity she needed.
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