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Seeing Stephanie at the gas station definitely had an impact on my night. Not only was I in a better mood but I didn't beat the snot out of the guys when they teased her. In fact, Steph took care of herself. But that remark about wanting to be eaten got a rise out of me...literally. If she weren't so damn sweet I would have taken her right there. Or maybe it's because she is so sweet that I wanted to.

Dios, that girl! Those eyes, those hips, that hair, those lips... Her kisses were soft and hungry and sweet and passionate and so much more than I can even explain. How can she be both innocent and more tempting than the devil?

A gust of wind reminded me we were still at the gas station. Papi wanted a pack of cigarettes and sent me to get them. The guys decided to tag along for snacks or something. She had looked so cute. Her hair was all over the place and her lips were full and puffy from out kiss, her blue eyes had darkened with lust and she looked thoroughly pleased. The skin on her hips had been so smooth, just as the skin of her cheek had been.

"Hey, lover boy. We better get going. Your dad is probably going crazy right now." Lester called from next to his car. Without reply I walked over whilst I thought about the next time I would see Steph. That thought, just knowing I would see her again, sent a shot of warmth into the pit of my stomach.

Before I knew it I was being smacked in the back of the head.

"Ricardo! You listen when I talk to you!" My mother was standing with a hand on her hip. Her long black hair was pulled in a tight bun and had flour in it. Her dark eyes glimmered with something I don't even want to try to identify. She arched a perfectly trimmed eyebrow at me.

"Sorry. What were you saying?" She smiled at me.

"I asked who the girl is?"

I coughed. "What girl?"

"The girl you are so obviously thinking about." she stated matter of factly.

I opened my mouth but nothing came out.

"Lester told me." She winked.

I growled. Stupid little shit just had to stir up trouble.

"Carlos," She rested a hand on my shoulder. "is she a nice girl?"

I nodded. "Too nice." She smiled.

"And you like her?" I nodded again. "Does she like you?"

"I sure as hell hope so." I got a hard smack on the back of the head.

"Don't you talk like that in my kitchen!"

"Yes ma'am. Are we done with the questions now?"

"When do I get to meet her?"

"When hell freezes over." I mumbled. She raised an eyebrow at me.

"Celia!" She called. My eyes went wide with shock. She wouldn't!?

"SOON! Soon, Mama. I just have some stuff to figure out with her first." I rushed.

Celia entered the room in all her glory; her long black hair was curled and swung loose over her Latin hips. Her top was a bit too tight and her jeans a bit too low. Her face was free of make-up and yet she still had that Manoso charm. Damn girl needed to wear more clothing.

"Si, Mami?"

"Come help your mother in the kitchen. So many people to feed," She muttered with a smirk as she wandered into the kitchen.

I left the room with a skip in my step knowing my older sister didn't know about Steph. She would have bothered me to no end. Luckily, She is leaving in the fall for college. She took a year off so she could figure out what she really wanted to do. Girls just can't make up their damn minds.

"Ricardo. Come sit." My dad said from behind his book. I joined him on the sofa.

"Lester told me you were eating some girls face off at the gas station..."

I grumbled and ran my hands down my face.

"Stephanie is a nice girl. I wouldn't do that to her. It was a small kiss." I mumbled. At least, she seemed like a nice girl.

He hummed thoughtfully. "Thought so. Just be safe... and bring her home to meet your mother."

"Got it." I said before going upstairs and into my room.

I flopped onto my bed and groaned. Would Mama like Stephanie? Papi would enjoy her company, at least. But I wanted her alone. I wanted to trail my lips across the smooth skin of her neck while her eyes closed in pleasure, her head tipping back, and her thin fingers reaching into my hair and pulling me closer. Her ass grinding against me as her lips part to let a moan escape.

I groaned. It's gonna be a long night.

SO! I know Celia is his Sister... older or younger... I don't know. I know he has 3 more sisters and a brother. I need help with names and ages as well as names for his parents.

How is it so far? too fast? It as after all the same day... wow! all this stuff happening in 24 hours! WOWOWOWOW