Take My Breath Away

Sasha nodded, "Yes. Gail came to see me earlier, but she didn't tell me that you were here."

Debbie shrugged without saying anything. Sasha looked back and forth between the couple and asked curiously, "Deb, when did you get married? Why didn't you invite me? And Carlos, when are you leaving T City with Deb?"

Debbie turned to look at Carlos, who was boning a pork rib. "We've been married for several years now, and we'll be leaving tomorrow morning," he answered without raising his head. As soon as he was done boning the rib, he put the meat onto Debbie's plate.

Her eyes full of admiration, Sasha said, "Deb, you have such a caring husband. You should cherish him."

"I will," Debbie said with a sweet smile. She could feel his love towards her through his smallest of actions.

There were more than twenty dishes on the table. Carlos knew that she had a huge appetite and always remembered to feed her well.

On their way to the city, he had explained why he had served as Megan's boyfriend back then.

That day, he got off the plane and was about to go see Debbie when Megan called him out of nowhere. She wanted him to act as her boyfriend so that she could get rid of a boy who had been pestering her.

The place Megan mentioned was not too far away from the airport, so Carlos didn't turn her down. He had planned to go to Debbie after dismissing the boy. But much to his surprise, he and Megan ran into Debbie and Hayden at the restaurant.

In return for his explanation, Carlos had asked Debbie to explain why she had been with Hayden that day. She told him that she just wanted to tell Hayden that she had moved on and that there was no chance for them to get back together.

However, Carlos didn't buy it and bombarded her with questions. He didn't let her go until she had told him every word she and Hayden had spoken, every move they had made, and every dish they had eaten.

During the dinner, Debbie realized how busy Carlos was. Emmett, Tristan and some other people kept calling him, but he dismissed all of them and sent Skype messages instead.

Meanwhile, he also had to answer Sasha's curious questions. In order to not delay his work further, Debbie quickly gulped d

. Debbie guessed that the coat too might be worth hundreds of thousands of dollars.

She hung it in the closet on a hanger with utmost care and dusted it lightly before closing the closet door.

When she returned to the living room, Carlos was sitting in front of the liquor cabinet with two glasses of wine on the table before him. Upon seeing Debbie, he curled his finger. "Come over here. I have something to talk to you about."

Talk? With a cunning smile, she approached him and asked, "What do you want to talk about? Any sweet words for me?"

Carlos raised his eyebrow at her provocative words. He handed her the glass which had a smaller quantity of wine and pulled her into his arms. "If you want me to whisper sweet nothings to you, then I'll do that as much as possible in bed from now on."

'I knew it! I shouldn't have said that to him. He links everything to sex!' "Never mind that. Let's drink." She lifted the glass and looked at the liquid inside it. "Hey! You are so petty. Why am I getting so little wine?"

Debbie protested, pointing at his glass.

"Not enough?" Carlos asked.

"Uh-huh." 'I can drink this in one gulp, ' she thought. 'But I shouldn't be that rude in front of him.'

Carlos took a sip of his wine and gently pulled her into a deep kiss. Debbie felt warm liquid flowing into her mouth and she swallowed it subconsciously.

"Want more?" Carlos whispered in her ear, like a demon driving her to sin. "I have plenty to give."