Elena
The door made a low sound as I gently opened it. I peeped around the hallway making sure there was no sight of Marco before I set foot outside. I turned over to close the door back and the sound of the familiar voice that hit my nostrils made my stomach turn. Marco.
"Is someone chasing you?" Came his question. For the life of me, I have never been scared of turning around to look at his wife like I was at that moment. But I eventually did. And when my eyes landed on him, my stomach flipped.
Damn! Did he get dressed in a three-piece suit on purpose? Because he looked crazily sexy. "I asked you a question," Marco brought me back to earth.
I narrowed my eyes at him slightly. "And who said someone is chasing me!" I snapped.
Marco spared his wristwatch a glance. "Because you are s
