Propped on one elbow, he gazed down at her, and his fingers twined through her hair. Light streamed through the windows, bathing them both in the rosy glow of sunrise. Her body ached, a pleasant reminder of the night before. Flashes of last night's endless lovemaking released butterflies in her belly as she nuzzled against him. "You're still here," she murmured, stretching her stiff limbs. "You're never here when I wake up." "You asked me to stay." His eyes crinkled as he smiled at her. With his forefinger he traced the curve of her bottom lip and followed his feather-light touch with a tender kiss. "Ali," he whispered against her mouth. "Alejandro," she whispered back, her eyes locking on his dark ones. "What am I going to do with you?" He was so quiet she almost didn't hear him. "I don't think I can leave you a second time." She didn't take her eyes from his as she kissed his knuckles. "Then don't leave me," she murmured. "Stay here in Arroyo Flats. Let me make you happy." "You'd be sacrificing too much to be with me.
