His voice startled her out of her thoughts.
"I think Jonathan really enjoyed the play tonight."
He picked up his coffee cup and took a drink.
She smiled. "He was very good. I think right now he'd do anything to get the attention of the girls." She made a face. "The only thing boys his age think about is propagate, propagate."
Alex choked on his coffee and set the cup back on the sill. His eyes sparkled with humor and the dimple appeared under one eye.
"Carmen!" he finally exclaimed.
She grinned. "You know what I mean."
He chuckled. "I think I speak for all men when I say that word never crossed my mind."
She sobered. "Maybe it would be better if it crossed his."
He nodded and sobered. "I'll talk to him." His voice lowered and he spoke softly. "Now let's forget about everything else for a while." He sat up straight and motioned her to join him on his side of the window seat.
His sultry expression quickened her pulse. He smiled, obviously well aware of her unspoken thoughts. The rest of the night was theirs to spend as they pleased.
She slid to his side and snuggled against him. When his arms surrounded her, the world outside them ceased to exist. He smelled of expensive cologne and felt warm against her chest.
His index finger lifted her chin and he softly kissed her forehead.
"Mi pequeña flor."
She closed her eyes and sighed in contentment. "Which flower?"
He chuckled. "Es importante"
She shrugged. "I guess not."
At the moment his French lesson was unwelcome. If she wanted to learn French or Spanish, she'd take lessons. Right now it was enough to hear his deep voice, regardless of which language he spoke. She tipped her head back, inviting his lips to join hers. When he kissed a hot trail down her neck, she moaned with pleasure.
"Oh Alex, I love you so much."
His reply was a soft groan as his fingers caressed their way down her back. He guided her closer, his lips seeking hers in hungry response.
The one good thing about Alex being gone for two weeks was the way he made up for lost time. He had always been a good lover, but maybe absence did make the heart grow fonder.