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He scowls at me, his arms crossing over his large chest. “No. I’m here to offer you a job.”

Is it just me or does this day just keeping getting weirder? Tossing the clutch on the bed, I pass Leo to head back to the kitchen. “I think I need coffee.”

Leo follows me out of the room and into the kitchen, where I grab a mug. “Do you want some?” I ask.

“Of that? No,” he answers, returning to his seat.

I grab the pot and pour out a cup, clutching it in my hands as I go to take a sip.

But it smells awful. How long ago was this made? I wrinkle my nose and set the cup down again. “Good choice. This smells rancid or something.”

The kitchen is about as small as it can be while still functionable, so Leo sitting in the chair is barely two feet from where I stand at the pot. His hand shoots out, cupping my hip as he pulls me closer again.

I’m trying to keep up. Didn’t he just say that he wasn’t here to ask me out?

CHAPTER SEVEN

Leo

I want to be pissed. Kim had my number this whole time and just never bothered to call.

And I just told her that I wasn’t here to ask her out and yet…I can’t keep my hands off her.

Her skin slides like silk under my palm as I trace her hip. It should be illegal for skin to feel this good.

“Do you want to get dressed and I’ll take you out for coffee?” I hear myself say even as I pull her closer again, my other hand reaching out so I’m holding both her hips in my hands. Her body looks so small, then again, my hands have always been large. Her much paler skin glows against my darker tone.

Even now, I want to yank down those little panties and bury my face in her?—

“I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

My chin snaps up as I glare. “Why not?”

“Leo,” she whispers, her hands coming to her hips to cover mine. “Because.”

“Because why?” Why is this girl giving me the cold shoulder? Does she know the truth?

“Because we said it was going to be a one-time thing and I told you…” She bends down to whisper close to my ear but the tank top gapes down, giving me an amazing view of her cleavage. I seriously love her tits. Not that big but just full enough to fill my palms with the prettiest rosy-pink nipples. “I don’t do that sort of thing. Like ever.”

I skate my hands over her narrow waist to her ribs, wanting to cup both those perfect tits in my hands. “What sort of thing?”

I know I’m playing dumb, but I want her to explain. I need to make sure she hasn’t figured out too much about me or what I did.

“Look. Before you, I’ve only slept with one guy and…”

I hear a gasp from the hall and realize we’ve got an eavesdropper. “Chandra,” I bark. “Get lost.”

“All right,” she says in a rush of breath before I hear her door open and close again. Chandra’s been a wealth of information on Kim. Kim doesn’t date, she doesn’t work in clubs as a dancer, and she doesn’t even really go out. It’s work, class, dance, repeat.

Which only makes me like her more. “So am I only the second guy you’ve fucked?”

“What I did with Bobby could hardly be called fucking,” she replies and then shakes her head.

I get the picture. He didn’t make her scream his name. Which could only mean that she really enjoyed what we did…so…what the fuck?

I’m getting tired of the circles we’re talking in, so I pull her down into my lap. She only resists for a second before she folds into me, sitting sideways across my legs.

I dip my chin to kiss the spot between her collarbone and neck. “I’m not sure I’m seeing the problem.”

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