Luis had grown increasingly clingy lately, and you weren’t particularly sure why. He couldn’t seem to stay away from you for more than 5 minutes.

“Querida,” He purred softly, his arms slinked around your waist as you stood on the balcony. “Ven adentro, por favor. You will attract too much attention out here.” He grumbled, ushering you inside and closing the door, the curtains, and even locking it with a huff.