His eyes stared at me with intrigue over my words. I knew he was waiting for me to make a move, but as his hand cupped the small of my back and brought me closer, I found myself unable to move.

“You're teasing me, beautiful," he whispered as I slowly pulled away from him.

“Tsk-tsk, Miguel. Trying to keep me all to yourself," I taunted. “What do you make of his behavior, Annabel?"

Turning my attention to her, her eyes lit up with excitement. “Oh, well, he is one who usually just likes to ...