know.”
He pulled away from her, the panic in his eyes now replaced with a trace of that humor she loved to see so much in them. “No, you really owe me. I want Albondigas.”
Isabel laughed. “You got it. I’ll make some tomorrow.”
Romero kissed her deeply before pulling her back into bed.
***
She felt like such a spineless coward. “Okay, I’ll be there.”
Isabel had forgotten all about the date her sister had set up with her husband’s friend.
Thankfully, Romero was booked that evening working. This wasn’t worth the interrogation she’d have to deal with from her sister if she refused. Her brother-in-law’s friend would only be in town for a few days. She could knock this out and get her sister off her back without having to get into it about Romero just yet.
She told Romero she was having dinner with her sister, leaving out who else would be there. He was so caught up in his business for the evening, he didn’t ask much else.
As expected, Michael, the perfect guy her sister set her up with, wasn’t that perfect. For starters, he had no sense of humor. Isabel never considered herself to be a funny girl, but for some reason Romero thought she was fucking hilarious. Michael’s humor paled in comparison to Romero’s. He didn’t think half the things she knew she and Romero would be laughing at were at all funny. Including the guy showing off on the dance floor, who twisted his ankle. Romero so would have laughed with her instead of giving her the appalled look Michael did when she sniggered.
He did seem interested in her, but she noticed the more he drank, the cockier and more flirtatious he became. She did her best to fend off any advances, and he’d made plenty. She was just glad it was over now.
When Michael asked for her number, she gave him the number to the landline in her apartment which was used mainly for Valerie’s faxes. She didn’t want her brother-in-law to be offended that she’d snubbed his friend, even though that’s what she wanted to do.
She texted Romero as soon as she got home.
You still working?
He responded immediately.
If I wasn’t I’d be there with you.
She was so tempted to tell him she loved him, but she knew that was the wine talking. Though she’d thought of him the entire night…
Goodnight baby.
Goodnight Izzy…dream of us.
She smiled, her heart completely taken.
Always
CHAPTER 8
Fucking Fantastic
The next day Isabel met her mom and Pat for lunch. She’d already told them she couldn’t hang out and chat for too long like she normally did. Valerie was having a meltdown because they were going to a bonfire gathering as part of her cousins pre-wedding celebration. Alex had been working Valerie. He’d left her a heartfelt message that had her nearly in tears, then last night he met up with her and just about sealed the deal. He wanted her back bad. Today would be the test. Valerie either got past this or she’d be back on that rollercoaster ride with him. Isabel was meeting her after her lunch and they were driving there together.
“So?” Pat smiled as the waitress walked away.
Her mother waited, eyeing Isabel as well, making her uncomfortable. “What?”
“You know what.” Pat said, still smiling. “What did you think? Because Charles said, Michael really liked you. I mean really liked you.”
Isabel shrugged. “He was nice.”
Her mother started in on her salad. Pat stared at her. “Isabel, he was more than nice and Charles said when he moves back—”
“I’m seeing someone now, Pat.”
Both her mom and Pat stared at her blankly. “You are? Since when?” Pat seemed disappointed. This was just like her.
“Its been a few weeks. I didn’t want to say anything until I knew how serious it was. But now I know it is.”
“Why didn’t you tell me? Charles and I went through a lot—”
“I didn’t ask you to. Besides when I agreed to this, it was before I started seeing Romero. And I didn’t even
He pulled away from her, the panic in his eyes now replaced with a trace of that humor she loved to see so much in them. “No, you really owe me. I want Albondigas.”
Isabel laughed. “You got it. I’ll make some tomorrow.”
Romero kissed her deeply before pulling her back into bed.
***
She felt like such a spineless coward. “Okay, I’ll be there.”
Isabel had forgotten all about the date her sister had set up with her husband’s friend.
Thankfully, Romero was booked that evening working. This wasn’t worth the interrogation she’d have to deal with from her sister if she refused. Her brother-in-law’s friend would only be in town for a few days. She could knock this out and get her sister off her back without having to get into it about Romero just yet.
She told Romero she was having dinner with her sister, leaving out who else would be there. He was so caught up in his business for the evening, he didn’t ask much else.
As expected, Michael, the perfect guy her sister set her up with, wasn’t that perfect. For starters, he had no sense of humor. Isabel never considered herself to be a funny girl, but for some reason Romero thought she was fucking hilarious. Michael’s humor paled in comparison to Romero’s. He didn’t think half the things she knew she and Romero would be laughing at were at all funny. Including the guy showing off on the dance floor, who twisted his ankle. Romero so would have laughed with her instead of giving her the appalled look Michael did when she sniggered.
He did seem interested in her, but she noticed the more he drank, the cockier and more flirtatious he became. She did her best to fend off any advances, and he’d made plenty. She was just glad it was over now.
When Michael asked for her number, she gave him the number to the landline in her apartment which was used mainly for Valerie’s faxes. She didn’t want her brother-in-law to be offended that she’d snubbed his friend, even though that’s what she wanted to do.
She texted Romero as soon as she got home.
You still working?
He responded immediately.
If I wasn’t I’d be there with you.
She was so tempted to tell him she loved him, but she knew that was the wine talking. Though she’d thought of him the entire night…
Goodnight baby.
Goodnight Izzy…dream of us.
She smiled, her heart completely taken.
Always
CHAPTER 8
Fucking Fantastic
The next day Isabel met her mom and Pat for lunch. She’d already told them she couldn’t hang out and chat for too long like she normally did. Valerie was having a meltdown because they were going to a bonfire gathering as part of her cousins pre-wedding celebration. Alex had been working Valerie. He’d left her a heartfelt message that had her nearly in tears, then last night he met up with her and just about sealed the deal. He wanted her back bad. Today would be the test. Valerie either got past this or she’d be back on that rollercoaster ride with him. Isabel was meeting her after her lunch and they were driving there together.
“So?” Pat smiled as the waitress walked away.
Her mother waited, eyeing Isabel as well, making her uncomfortable. “What?”
“You know what.” Pat said, still smiling. “What did you think? Because Charles said, Michael really liked you. I mean really liked you.”
Isabel shrugged. “He was nice.”
Her mother started in on her salad. Pat stared at her. “Isabel, he was more than nice and Charles said when he moves back—”
“I’m seeing someone now, Pat.”
Both her mom and Pat stared at her blankly. “You are? Since when?” Pat seemed disappointed. This was just like her.
“Its been a few weeks. I didn’t want to say anything until I knew how serious it was. But now I know it is.”
“Why didn’t you tell me? Charles and I went through a lot—”
“I didn’t ask you to. Besides when I agreed to this, it was before I started seeing Romero. And I didn’t even
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