Page 94 of An Unexpected Home

“Is what true?” Leah asked.

“That you are moving in with Brandon?” Her screech pierced her ear through the phone.

“What the fuck?” Leah said. “How did you already hear?”

“It’s a small town, Leah.”

“Dammit, I wanted to tell you guys together.”

“You should have thought about that before you had the moving truck show up at Brandon’s.”

What had she been thinking? Of course, someone mentioned the truck to someone else. That’s how small towns worked.

“Are you mad?”

“I’m not mad that you are moving in with Bran. Hell, I could see that coming from almost the beginning. I’m just mad that I’m the last to know.”

“It all just happened so fast. One minute we were talking about my moving truck coming and the next, I’m moving in with him. It’s crazy, right?”

“Of course it’s crazy,” Carly said. “But in a good way. What I wouldn’t give for a little good crazy right now.”

Leah sighed into the phone. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you guys first.”

“You know that after everything you have been through, I would never begrudge you happiness. But next time, maybe tell me before all the old biddies in town start gossiping about it.”

“I’m kinda hoping this is a one-time thing, so there should be no next time.”

They talked for a few more minutes before saying their good-byes and Leah set her phone down and got to work on her laptop. She was working on something cool for Carly and Melanie to commemorate their first month in business. She’d had Logan take some pictures of different items in the studio; the bar, ballet shoes, tap shoes, and she was having them framed for the lobby. She also had Logan take some unknown photos of both Carly and Melanie teaching, figuring they would be great for brochures.

That was what she was working on now, the brochures. She wanted them to be professional but also fun. And since making brochures wasn’t necessarily one of her skills, she was learning as she went.

She was right in the middle of setting the pictures inside the brochure when she heard the shower turn on. Smiling to herself when she remembered her promise to Brandon, she closed the laptop and made her way to the bedroom. Stopping only at the bed to remove her clothes, she opened the door to a steamy bathroom.

“Aren’t you forgetting something?” she spoke loudly so he would hear her over the water.

He peeked his head around the corner of the gorgeous tile that made up the wall of the shower. His eyes widened at her nakedness. “I was hoping you would hear the shower and come running.”

She threw her head back and laughed. “God, you are like a sex-starved teenager.”

“Damn right I am. Now get your sweet ass in here.”

She took three steps before he grabbed her wrist and pulled her around the corner and into the multi-head shower. While the view of the lake was the first thing she loved about his house, this shower was the second. It was fully encompassed by a tile wall and inside there were four showerheads and even a bench. It was like her own personal spa.

“How’d you sleep?” she asked, hot water spraying down over them both.

“Refreshing, but this is better.”

He nuzzled her neck while his hands roamed over her backside.

He was already fully hard, his cock pressing into her stomach and she got the overwhelming urge to take him in her mouth.

She pushed him back further and when his back hit the tile, she slid down his body. She lifted her eyes so she could see his face when her mouth engulfed him.

He didn’t grab her head like she expected him to but instead, placed his palms flat against the wall next to his hips. His eyes were wide open, as was his mouth.

She took him deeper, using her tongue to glide over the head when she pulled back again.

“Fuck,” he swore.

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