Diego smiled. “Angling for a ride?” he asked.
Her cheeks flushed, and the thought that she really was toyed with his mind.
“I couldn’t,” she said, her voice low, hesitant.
This woman wanted a chance to feel alive. Diego was tempted to toss her over his shoulder and give it to her.
“I guess not,” he said instead. “No telling what your husband would do if he came home to see you clinging to me and enjoying every minute of it.”
Her face lifted, a sliver of pain slipping over it almost too quickly to catch. She looked over her shoulder. “I should go.”
When she stepped back, he reached out, not sure what he wanted to do, but knowing that making her flinch wasn’t it.
Diego let his hand drop and backed away. “I’d never hurt you, mami.”
Her eyes flicked to his, but in a twitching way, and then she ran home.
That was safer for them both. Much safer than what he wanted to do. He’d been sent to blackmail her husband, not to steal the man’s wife for himself.
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