Page 78 of Sleeping with the Frenemy

Sofi shook her head. “She actually didn’t.” Her tone was one part awestruck and another part confusion. Apparently, she was still having trouble believing that not only did Kamilah know about them, but she was fine with it.

Leo wasn’t that surprised. His sister was a lot smarter than people gave her credit for. Plus, she was incapable of holding a grudge. She really didn’t have a petty bone in her body. The only thing that amazed Leo was that she hadn’t ever said anything to either of them about it. Like Leo, she wasn’t known for her restraint. “What made you decide to tell her? I thought you were waiting until after the wedding.”

“She wouldn’t stop pushing me at guys,” Sofi huffed. “I needed her to just stop.”

Usually, any thought of Sofi with another guy revealed a jealous streak in Leo that he wasn’t exactly proud of, but seeing the annoyance on Sofi’s face calmed that beast. “So you had to tell her the truth because otherwise she wouldn’t let it go.” Leo was familiar with that stubborn side of his sister.

Sofi leaned her forehead against his shoulder. “I was so scared. I thought for sure she was going to flip out on me, but she just goes, ‘I know.’ That’s it! Like she hadn’t just drop-kicked me in the chest!”

Leo wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close. “I know she had more to say than that. Kamilah doesn’t communicate in short sentences. Unless Liam is rubbing off on her more than any of us thought.” They were a family of talkers, with very few exceptions. Why use one or two words when you could use twenty? More is better after all.

Sofi laughed. She turned he face up to him. “She did tell me to warn you that if you aren’t good to me, she will share some secret dirt from high school with your parents.”

Leo’s brows went up. He had no idea what that dirt could be because there was way too much to try to remember any specifics. “I’d better hedge my bets, then.” He leaned down and placed a kiss on her forehead. “You’re about to be so spoiled that you’re gonna be sick of me.”

Her adorable nose wrinkled. “No thanks. You know I’m not needy like that.” She looked around. “I can’t believe we are the only two people here.”

“Well, it’s almost 2:00 a.m. Technically, the park is closed.” He lifted a hand and cupped her cheek. “We aren’t supposed to be here, but I used my poker winnings to pay off a duo of security guards.” Her red lips beckoned. He wanted to smear that red lipstick with his own mouth and his dick, but he settled for brushing his thumb along the crease under her plump bottom lip. “We have thirty minutes of uninterrupted privacy.”

Sofi nuzzled her cheek into his hand. “Hmm. And what did you plan to do with those thirty minutes.”

He leaned in and brushed his nose against hers. “Last time we were here, I told you I wanted to fuck you right in the park.”

She inhaled sharply and her eyes went dark with desire.

“I would’ve done it too,” he teased. “But you had to get all paranoid about laws and stuff.”

She snorted a laugh. “You mean because the place was full of people, including families with kids?”

“Potato. Potahtoe.” He wrapped his hand around her ponytail and tugged, tilting her face up to his.

Her lips parted on a gasp and her breathing started accelerating.

“So, bombón,” he murmured. “How do you feel about my plan? Feeling like a naughty girl tonight?”

“Never,” she said. “I’m a good girl.” Her pink tongue swiped along that bottom lip. “I’m your good girl.”

Goddamn. That was it. He couldn’t hold back anymore. He used his hold on the back of her head to drag her mouth up to his. He devoured it; smearing that red off her lips, nipping at her cupid’s bow, licking that little dent in the middle of her bottom lip, sucking on her sweet tongue. He gave her no choice but to take it and she did, letting out a little whimper. He pulled back enough to say, “You like to pretend you’re a good girl, but we both know you only say that because it drives me crazy and you love to make me lose my mind.” He used his thumb to wipe away remnants of her lipstick. “You, bombón, are a naughty girl at heart.” And he loved it.

Her lips curled up into a Cheshire cat grin, devious and a bit unhinged. “Would a naughty girl do this?” Her hand went under his T-shirt to his abs and slid quickly down under the waistband of his jeans. She wrapped those long fingers of hers around him and gave a firm squeeze.

“Oh, most definitely,” Leo groaned. “But you know what a really naughty girl would do?” He stiffened further when she began to slip her hand up and down. He threw his head back.

She attached her mouth to his neck. “What would a naughty girl do?” Her breath blew across his wet skin and caused him a full body shiver. She titled her head enough to give his jaw a nip.

Leo struggled to bring his thoughts into any type of order. “She’d lift that sexy little miniskirt and show me what’s mine.”

“Make me,” she challenged.

Leo growled. He spun them so her back was against the cool metal now. Before she could say anything else, he gripped the hem of her skirt and yanked it up. He leaned back enough to look down. “Fuck,” he groaned. She looked so good. Although he had forgotten that she was wearing a bodysuit. It was blocking the view he wanted the most. “How the hell does this thing come off?”

“There are snaps,” she said, reaching between them.

He could barely hear them being undone over the rushing in his ears. His hand met hers and as soon as he felt her soft wet skin under his fingers he went wild. His other hand went around her neck and he yanked her mouth to his. Meanwhile his fingers plunged inside.

She moaned loudly, not caring that they were in public. And Leo almost came in his pants. She was so perfect. Every single thing about her. She was created just for him or he was for her. It didn’t matter. All that mattered was that they were meant to be together.

Between them her hands worked at the button and zipper of his jeans. As soon as she had him out, she whimpered “inside” against his lips.

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