‘Yup. Your chariot is awaiting outside, ma’am,’ he said and laughed to himself. ‘Have a lovely evening.’ Then he walked out of my office leaving me staring after him.
I closed down my computer and made sure I had all of the paperwork I needed for home before grabbing my purse and locking up my office. I shouted goodbye to the shelter manager, Kristen and then walked out of the doors.
My breath caught in my throat at the sight of the sexiest man in the world, sitting outside waiting for me in the sexiest car I had ever seen. He revved the engine of the Bugatti Veyron and grinned at me as I approached.
I opened the door and climbed inside, sinking into the luxurious leather seat and inhaling the new car smell. ‘This is like a million dollar car, Alex. When did you get it?’
‘More like two million, princess. And, I’m test driving it for now,’ he said with a shrug. ‘I’m going to see if it makes this hot chick I’m into put out before I make a decision.’
‘Well, if she doesn’t, let me know, because I will so put out for this car,’ I grinned at him and he started to laugh as he pulled the car away from the curbside.
‘You like it then?’
‘Hell, yes.’
‘Then it’s all yours, princess,’ he said. ‘As long as you don’t mind me breaking it in for you first,’ he said as he pressed his foot down on the gas and the engine roared as he sped off down the freeway.
‘What?’ I shrieked above the noise. ‘I can’t take this. It’s too much.’
He slowed down and turned to me. ‘Too much? You’re my wife, princesa. Besides, it’s not a gift. My money is yours too. You know that.’
‘I’m not quite sure it works like that,’ I laughed.
He lifted my hand to his lips and kissed my fingertips. ‘It does where I come from.’
I shook my head in amazement. This life felt like a fairytale sometimes. ‘Anyway, where are we going? And what have I done to deserve this?’ I asked.
‘I just told you the car isn’t a gift,’ he replied.
‘I didn’t mean the car,’ I smiled at him. ‘I mean you coming to pick me up from work. I thought I was meeting you at the hotel later?’
‘Well, I heard what a badass you were today at the Bakers house, and I couldn’t wait any longer to tell you how proud I am of you.’
‘You heard?’ I put my hands over my face recalling how rude I was to Melody Baker earlier. ‘Does Hugo tell you everything about my day?’
‘Yes. Ever since the whole Amelia Grant lunch incident, he tells meeverything.’
‘Oh yes, the lunch incident,’ I said as I recalled the time Alejandro had thought that Hugo and I were having an affair because I hadn’t been going to the charity ladies lunches he’d set me up with. After I’d discovered they were a bunch of stuck-up bitches who were more interested in champagne and gossip than charity, I’d found charity work at the shelter instead.
‘So, I cancelled my late meeting, and I thought we could both get ready at the hotel. I’ve had some dresses sent over for you.’
‘Thank you. That sounds perfect,’ I said as I sat back in the seat with a sigh. He had great taste in clothes, and I loved knowing that I was wearing something he had helped to choose for me.
‘I’m proud of you, princess. Standing up to that Baker woman like that.’
‘Well, you know I don’t usually like conflict. But she said such horrible things about Lucia, and I just saw red. It was like something inside me snapped and I couldn’t help myself from telling her what I really thought of her.’
‘You’re going to be an amazing mom to our kids, Alana,’ he said, his tone serious all of a sudden.
‘You think so?’ I asked. My mom had never really been there for me and I wondered if I’d inherited her selfish streak. I was mostly raised by my grandma, and she was one of the kindest and toughest women I had ever known. I liked to think that when Alejandro and I had children, I’d be just like her, but who knew?
‘I know so. Mi reina feroz,’ he said as he kissed my fingertips again.
‘What does that mean?’ I asked him.
‘My fierce queen,’ he replied, squeezing my hand tightly. ‘Our kids are going to be amazing, you know that right?’
I smiled at him. ‘Yes.’
‘I can’t wait to have some little Montoya’s running around,’ he smiled and then he turned to me. ‘You are ready for that, aren’t you?’
I nodded. ‘Yes. With you, I’m ready for anything,’ I said and I meant it. I couldn’t wait to spend every day of the rest of my life with him and fill our house with children and grandchildren.
‘You ready for me to open this baby up?’ he grinned.
‘Hell, yes!’ I laughed. ‘What are you waiting for?’