Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Debbie turned in bed and rested her head on Carlos' arm, her cheek against his chest.

With the woman he loved sleeping in his arms, Carlos felt deep contentment at heart. What else could he wish for? Looking at her affectionately, he reminded her gently, "Honey, we have to get going. We can continue to sleep after we come back from the airport."

"Mmm..." she muttered, and buried her cheek deeper in his chest. "One more minute," she said.

"Honey, your mother-in-law's plane is about to land."

'Mother-in-law!' Now she totally woke up. Looking him straight in the eye, she could't help but smile at his handsome face. "It's great," she said.

"What's great?" asked Carlos.

Debbie locked her arms around his neck so that half of her body was on his. "This. Us. When I wake up and find you, my handsome, well-heeled husband by my side, it's the best feeling there could ever be. You complete my dreams."

"You'll get used to it, because you'll wake up in my arms every day."

"I want to, but it's impossible, since you're so busy. You have business trips from time to time. How am I going to wake up in your arms when you're not even at my side?" Once again, she snuggled closer and pressed her cheek against his chest.

The force of his heartbeat's throbbing made her feel so close to him. For the first time, since her father's death, she felt safe around a man.

Caressing her gently, he kissed her eyebrows. "If you like, I can take you with me wherever I go. You can go with me on my next business trip."

When his hand slid across her skin, she savored the slight ticklish feeling. "It would be quite an honor to go with you. I'd gladly follow you around like a shadow," she giggled.

"I'd like it even better if you and I became a part of each other," Carlos said.

face looked familiar. "Get up. Time to pick up Mom," Debbie said abruptly, trying to divert his attention. But her bait didn't work. Instead, he grabbed her. "It's ticklish," she

pleasantly, jumping here and there among the boughs. It was a good day. Hypnotized by the beautiful music of nature all around him, Carlos savored how

front was Emmett. He got out first, trotted to the left back door and opened it respectfully. A pair of feet in brand-new black leather shoes stretched out and stepped on the ground. Then emerged Carlos, in a long brown overcoat and sporting trendy flat top sunglasses.

around and stretched out his right hand,

light tan overcoat, also wearing sunglasses, Debbie took his hand

her a tender smile. Straight out of the car, they sauntered into the waiting room arm in arm.

keenly observing every woman of about fifty and above. Fidgeting, she wondered if Carlos' mother looked her age, or if she was one of those few who retained youthful looks even in old age. Luckily, before long, a middle-aged woman in

had

hug, Debbie watched from aside. The woman too was wearing trendy sunglasses and carried herself with grace that spoke for her blue

amazing.' From the way she talked to Carlos, Debbie could see a gentle, caring mom

greetings, they hugged again before Carlos turned around as

off her sunglasses and beamed, "Son,

her beside him and proudly announced, "Mom, this is Debbie Nian. We're married." Then he turned to

word "married" froze the smile on Tabitha's face. 'Married? This is

expression, Debbie greeted, "Mom,

seen the world. She put on a smile and embraced Debbie. "I'm glad too.

blushed, her nervousness obviously showing on the face. Carlos took her into his arms and suggested, "Mom, this is not a place to

a lot

intended to get in so that Carlos and

stopped her. "Debbie, let's sit together in the back and let Carlos sit in front," she said

Debbie reflexively looked at Carlos,

the two ladies into the back