“If he makes you happy in the sheets, why come to me?”

Debbie finally understood what he meant. But she didn’t want to explain anything. It was useless to explain, especially when he was drunk.

Pushing down the anger in her heart, she scoffed, “I think you went impotent after the accident. You could have had your way with me several times, but no. Now you blame Hayden. That’s not the Carlos I remember. Strong, capable… Hey, hey…ouch! Get your hands off me!”

He held her so tightly that Debbie swore she felt things popping.

“Are you trying to get me to do something?” he said coldly. Debbie looked into his deep eyes. The cold look in them made her get goose bumps. She somehow felt frightened. She hadn’t seen him quite like this. ‘Oh Carlos, what did they do to you?’

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

“Not at all,” she said, struggling to breathe.

home now,

now you switch gears.

her eyes at

But that won’t work on a

“I’m never good.”

a sincere voice, “No, Carlos. You’re a good

Carlos grinned.

your strategy is to fawn over me,

twist anything I say. I’d better zip my mouth!’ she thought

engagement, am I a good man?

to process his

could figure out what

giving her no chance to utter a single word. In no time,

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