Natavakila

“Any other Disney movies?” I was tempting my luck here. Aaron’s expression remained serious. “All of them.” Shit. “Even Frozen? Tangled? The Princess Frog?” I asked, and he nodded. “I love animated movies. They take my mind off things.” He dipped his hands in the pockets of his jeans. “Disney, Pixar … I’m a big fan.” This was too much. First, he’d opened up about his childhood earlier today, and now, this. I wanted to ask how and why, but there was a more pressing issue. “What’s your favorite?” Please don’t say the one that will send my heart into cardiac arrest. Please don’t say it. “Up.” Fuck. He had said it. My heart struggled there for a moment. And that little spot that had been softening throughout the night got a little bigger.”
― Elena Armas, The Spanish Love Deception

“You feel complete in my arms. You feel like my home.”
― Elena Armas, The Spanish Love Deception

“I wasn’t pretending, Catalina. Not for a minute. It was all real for me. That’s why it meant so much.”
― Elena Armas, The Spanish Love Deception

“Dammit, Rosie,” I whispered with my arms still around her, making eye contact with the approaching man. “We have summoned him again.” I”
― Elena Armas, The Spanish Love Deception