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beauty.
    "You will do right by her?"
    "We'll invite you to our wedding."
    Lavender's grandfather laughed. He looked at Lavender. "You don't mind her little crowd?"
    A boy tried to get her attention.
    "She is a goddess. They have come to worship."
    Her grandfather smiled at her. "A saint. A virgin."
    Diego hoped not. Many people found their first time painful or awkward—he'd buy some lube, just in case.
    *~*~*
    That was Diego's laugh. Where was he? Lavender turned. Why was he talking to Abuelito behind the shop? He grinned and walked up to her. "It's five."
    He wrapped his arms around her waist. "You're mine."
    Diego's lips pressed against hers and his tongue slid into her mouth. He kissed her like he was never letting her go. So good. And he was still a gentleman, and he didn't pull her hips against his, so she didn't have to stop him. Her body was painfully turned on, but his hands on her skin… she'd only have him for this week. She had to savor him while she could.
    "Now, now," said Abuelito. "Go have fun."
    Diego stepped back with a sigh. "We will, Abuelito."
    Abuelito pressed money into Lavender's hand. "Princess, come back when you are as lonely as me. I will be here when he returns home."
    Diego laughed. "What if I convince her to move up with me?"
    As if that would happen. She waved good-bye to Abuelito. The guys she'd been talking to had retreated to the basket shop across the way. One called that he'd see her later. She nodded to him and the others. A few waved. Diego pressed his hand against her back. "You're mine for the evening. What do you want to do first?"
    She needed to buy that girdle. Had she made enough money? How could she get one without him knowing?

Chapter Seven
    Diego loved lingerie stores. This one was pink, and also lavender-scented. Would she like this perfume? He liked the way she smelled now, but lots of people liked scents, and some of the scents made a good-smelling person delicious.
    Lavender stopped in the doorway and turned. "You aren't coming in."
    "Why not?" Diego lifted a purple camisole off a rack and held it against Lavender. "This would look good on you."
    She rolled her eyes. "I need to shop."
    He waved her further in. "Go ahead. I'll keep myself busy."
    He picked up a bra. He needed to find one in the correct color, but covered in lace. She'd need the support of fabric beneath it. Maybe several layers. Every time he kissed her, her nipples showed through her shirt. He spotted some of the push-up variety. She didn't need the extra boost, but that thick layer of foam would keep her nipples hidden from everyone but him.
    This one looked the right size. Now, where was she? She was already headed toward the front of the store. "We can go."
    "Didn't find what you were after?"
    She looked past him and whispered, "Not here."
    He leaned down until his lips touched her ear. "I'll make up the difference."
    She shook her head.
    "Please. I want to see you in this." Diego held up the bra.
    Lavender took the bra and laughed. "This is not my size."
    "What size are you?"
    She led him back to the rack and pulled out a different size. He spotted another purple one in that size, but in a different style. He walked around the store picking out purple things. Most were pale purple, but a few were bright, and one was almost black. The woman behind the counter said they could only take five things in the dressing room at a time, so he picked his five favorite bras and pulled her in after him.
    She crossed her arms. "I'm not changing with you in here."
    She was so delicious. He rubbed his fingers across her cheek. "Why not?"
    "I thought you were a gentleman."
    Diego grinned. "That's only my disguise."
    She pointed to the door. "Out."
    He opened the door. "Will you show me?"
    Lavender sighed. "If it will make you happy."
    "It'll make me very happy." He leaned back in for a kiss. She must not be as mad as she pretended to be if she could still kiss him like that.
    He waited outside the door. Was he the only