Santiago’s pov
I watch as Alma closes the door to the bathroom and wait about two minutes before I go outside and into her room. She has everything in perfect order here, not like mine. Things are all over the place, and I walk to her closet and get her a nice dress that I know she likes because I’ve seen her wear it more than once when I still lived at home. It's light blue and has a modest neckline and a knee-high skirt. I smile stupidly at that. She has always been so sweet and shy, unlike the other girls I’ve been hooking up with, showing every inch of their skin. I never complained, but I’m glad she’s not one of them. I want her all to myself now that she is my mate for real.
I walk over again and close the door to my room, locking it. Really, I don’t give a s**t if dad and Colleen
