“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.

go home

gears. Playing hard to

rolled her

course. But that won’t work on a good man

“I’m never good.”

in a sincere voice, “No, Carlos. You’re a good man. A very good

Carlos grinned.

is to

the heck? Fine! Seems Like he’ll twist anything I say. I’d better zip

my engagement, am I a good man? What do you think?” he asked, staring into

Debbie tried to process

before she could figure out what he

a single word. In no time, the VIP room was filled with

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