Page 74 of Loving Leo

“Been saving up too?” I ask and he huffs a laugh.

“Yeah. Wanted to wait to get off with you.”

“Fuck that’s so hot.”

He nods and then leans his head back.

“Let’s shower. Will you stay the night?”

“Fuck yes.”

“No work tonight?”

“Called in sick. Thinkmy boss will fire me?”

“Hell no.”

“Good because I’d have a lot to say to him if he did.”

“He’d never.”

“Even if he is a grumpy asshole.”

Heath chuckles at that, sliding his hands around my waist. “I’m not as grumpy with you, sunshine.”

I grin at him and then hop off his lap. “Alright, lets go in before someone calls the cops.”

Heath’s face falls and he scurries after me, a pillow in front of his lap.

“You didn’t tell me the cops might come! You said they could look.”

I giggle as soon as we’re inside his place and his nostrils flare, realizing he’s been had.

“Oh, I’m going to get you, Leo.”

I squeal and he chases me down the hallway to his room. And needless to say, I let him catch me.

I’m getting far toocomfortable being in his bed, my head on his chest, listening to the sound of his breathing, but I can’t seem to help myself. I want this. But I don’t want to want it at the same time. This thing with Heath is a very bad idea. It has a very high chance it won’t last.

I know that. Deep down. But as he strokes over my back with his hand and I sigh in utter contentment, for a moment I let myself believe that it can work out. That the camboy and the CEO can absolutely have a future together.

I mean, I’ve met his sister. She’s wonderful. And despite feeling a little inferior, she’s so nice. She can’t help how they were raised. And for having been born with a silver spoon in her mouth, she’s very down to earth. I could see myself really liking her the longer I know her.

Just one more heartbreak after Heath and I end things.

The loss of a friend.

I push that thought away, not wanting to go there, wanting to stay positive.

“Tell me Heath, what are your parents like?” When I ask the question, I instantly know I’ve made a mistake because his hand stops stroking over my back and his entire body freezes. I peer up at his face and see the tension in his jaw. “Oh, um never mind. Let’s go back to before I asked that. Or better yet, let me suck your dick! I can do that and we can forget I messed this up!”

The furrow of his brow fades a little and his jaw loosens, his lips turning up in a slight grin, “No, it’s fine. I’m sorry—I just—my parents—” he pauses, but thankfully, his hand starts to sweep over the skin of my back again and I feel myself start to relax. “They’re a tough subject for me. The typical rich parents, expecting nothing less than perfection my entire life. It’s why I’m so fun and free spirited.”

I snort slightly as I rest my cheek over his heart again. “So you’re not close then?”

He chuckles and I can feel the rumble through his chest, “No. Not at all. The only time they call is to make sure I’m following all the rules, or to tell me to get over myself and marry the woman they want me to marry.”

It’s my turn to go all stiff and tense now, my fingers trailing over the light line of hair leading down from his belly button and dips under the sheet covering his lower half. We didn’t bother getting dressed after showering together and that was fine by me. “And they have that woman picked out?”

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