Roping the Virgin (Cowboys & Virgins #2)
“I ask, stepping onto the porch with Luciana.
She shrugs, and I take her hand, pulling her over to the rocking chair with me.
I sit down and she sits on my lap, but it’s not close enough for me. I wrap my arms around her, burying my face in her hair and she curls up her legs, cuddling into my chest.
“Where did you learn mi alma?” she asks me against my chest. I was wondering when she was going to catch that. Her face always lights up when I call her my soul.
“I knew some light Spanish, but once I got my sights set on you I started listening to lessons when I could. My Spanish still isn't perfect, but it’s getting there.”
She pulls her head from against my chest and looks at me “Why?”
“I didn't ever want to miss a word you might say,” I admit. “And I figured you’d want our children to speak Spanish, too, no? So it’s best I speak it, too.”
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