Harley’s P.O.V.

My cheeks warmed, and despite all the tensions, a laugh slipped past my lips.

“Guardian angel? That sounds holy to me, my hubby.”

Carlos glanced at me, his intense gaze melting my heart into a puddle. I couldn’t help but press a brief kiss on his inviting lips.

“It’s nothing, my hubby. We are partners, so we must protect each other in everything.”

Carlos didn’t waste a second and responded to my kiss, deepening it tenderly. His warm lips lingered on mine as though he wanted to etch this moment for eternity, erupting butterflies in my stomach.

He bit my lower lip before pulling away and said.

“Usually,...