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Chapter 11

MY BEST FRIEND’S SEXY SPANISH DAD

SADIE

“Are you sure you have your passport?” my mom asks me for the millionth time.

I hold back the eyeroll because I know she’s just trying to be helpful. “Yes, Mom, I’ve got

everything.”

I know I have everything because I’ve checked my bags at least five times since this morning.

“I don’t want to get to Spain and realize I’ve forgotten something any more than you want

me to.” I add with a smile.

“I still can’t believe you’re going to be gone the whole summer.”

*11′11 be fine, Mom. You and Dad will enjoy having the house to yourselves.“

I stifle my grimace when I see the beated look they give each other. Good god, I hope they at

least have the decency to wait another hour until I’ve actually left before they start

christening every room.

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When we’re finally there and through all the checkpoints, we collapse onto a couple of chairs in our boasting section. I turn to Adriana with a big smile, “Thanks for not mentioning that vcll be with you mom for the first two weeks

She laughs and nudges my arm with her elbow. You owe me big time.”

You have no idea, i think to my sell. Adriana’s mom is taking her to France for a couple of weeks so they can spend some alone time together, and I’ll be staying with her dad while they’ve gone. All alone with Mr. Rodrigues!

“You’re going to be bored out of your mind though,” she adds. “My dad will probably be working the whole time. Are you sure you don’t want me to ask my mom if you can come? I’m sure she wouldn’t mind.”

I hurry up and stop this line of thought. “Absolutely not! You two haven’t seen each other in a while, and you need this time. I’ll be perfectly fine. I’ve seen pictures of that amazing pool he has.” I say with a laugh. “I’ll be happy to just hang out there all day. By the time you get back, I’ll have an amazing tan going.”

She laughs because my pale skin tends to burn rather than tan, and I silently thank my mom for making me pack several bottles of sunscreen. We spend the next thirty minutes talking about all the things we want to do once she gets back from France. I look up in surprise when they announce that first class can board and Adriana starts to gather her things..

“Come on,” she says with a grin. “My dad made sure we had first class tickets to make up for us not being able to go in the private jet with him.”

I quickly gather my bags and follow her to the counter, pretending like I know what the fuck I’m doing. Adriana is used to all this money, but I grew up in a family where both parents worked and we still struggled with money on many occasions. Adriana and her dad don’t act stuck up. In fact, you’d never know Mr. Rodriguez was so ridiculously wealthy just by hanging around him. He’s very down to earth and nice, not to mention incredibly s***y.

When we’re settled in first class, I let out a sigh and make myself comfortable. A girl could.

get used to this. Once we’re in the air, the adrenaline rush starts to wear off, and the last few days of excitement start to catch up to me. I can barely keep my eyes open. Adriana notices

and tosses me an eye mask.

“I’ll wake you up if anything exciting happens,” she says, already putting her earbuds in and reclining her chair.

I put the mask on and bury myself under the comfy blanket the flight attendant hands me. I

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plan on just taking a stat nap, but the next thing I know is making me up, tattery me In get ready bur landing

“I slept for nine hunga!” I say, eunying to grey bag and to th

homma!

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A quick look in the mirron makes me grun. The darker left we gure my tww, my w to a nices, and my clothes a wrinkly mess. This can be the first be that the home 1995 of met Trun a brush through my trang, dark hairplach water on my two, and the living hell out of my tooth

I just make it back to my seat before the seatbell sign comes on

“Why didn’t you wake me?” I yell at Adriana

She laughs, not understanding how badly I wanted to look good for her aut

“I tried. You were out of it, Sadie, like dead to the world. Your hours are gréng tbs f**d up,” she says with another laugh.

1 grimace, both from her words and the impact of the plane hitting the runney Allody, my nerves are in overdrive, and I’m anxious as hell. In just minutes, I’ll be seeing the unar Just the thought of it has me squirming in my seat. After the doors are used and won allowed to exit, I numbly grab my bag and follow Adriana off the plane and through the

terminal.

For a few minutes, I forget about my nerves and glance around the huge airport. I can’t believe I’m in Barcelona, Spain! Right as we’re about to get to the baggage claim area, I turn my head to get a glimpse of the city outside the window and walk right into a brick wall, or at least that’s what it feels like until I hear a deep laugh and feel a hand land possessively on my lower back.

I don’t even to look up to know who it is that I’ve run into. I’d know him by his scene alone. It’s an intoxicating blend of his expensive cologne and his own natural scent that drives me crazy every time I smell it. Without warning, I let out a small moan at the feel of all that hard muscle I’m pressed up against and instinctively lean a bit closer. I look up with a gasp when I feel his ** give a healthy jump against my hip. Holy s**t he feels huge!

When I meet his dark eyes, he gives me a quick wink before saying,

“Welcome to Barcelona, Sadie. I’ve been waiting for you.”

His accent is beyond s**y, making me even wetter than I already am. I want to reach up and

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touch his stubbled check and run my fingers over the dimple in his cheek that’s on full display thanks to the wicked grin he’s giving me

“Hey, our bags are here!”

Adriana’s voice is like a slap to the face. I hurry up and back away, feeling my face heat up to

an embarrassing degree.

“I’m so sorry, Mr. Rodriguez,” I say, focusing my eyes on the beautiful hint of olive skin I can see where his shirt is unbuttoned at the top.

He’s forced to move his hand from my lower back when I step away, but he gives my shoulder a gentle squeeze before removing it completely.

“Call me Miguel, and it’s perfectly all right. I’m just glad it was me that you ran into instead of some other lucky man.”

I’m so surprised by his comment that I can’t say anything. I just stare at him like an idiot until Adriana yells at me to come and get my luggage. Before I can rush over there, Miguel quickly walks over and grabs my two suitcases before they can disappear into the back again.

“Thank you,” I say, as Adriana and I follow him out of the busy airport.

We get into the sleek black car that’s waiting for us, and when he sits opposite us, I have to press my knees together to keep my legs from opening in an invitation. He always sends my body into overdrive, like it belongs to him more than me. I spend the rest of the drive looking out the window with my knees pressed tightly together like I’m preparing for the nunnery. A life of celibacy isn’t hard to imagine since I’ve been living it for the last 18 years, and I’m more than ready to try something new.

I swear I can feel Miguel’s eyes on me. My nipples harden, and my knees slightly part without my consent. Right as I’m about to just spread them wide, the driver stops outside a gorgeous house close to the beach. When I look over at Miguel, his eyes are on me, and his jaw is clenched so tightly it looks like he’s carved from granite. The heat in his eyes dissolves when Adriana says something, pulling his eyes from mine.