Page 30 of Loving Leo

She ruins everything, I swear. I need to just get it over with and block her already, but I’m sure she’d still track me down. She’d probably show up at my office and make a big scene. Make everyone stare and whisper.

The thought of that makes me sweat.

She said I’m being ridiculous. That I need to get over it. That it was nothing.

Yeah, well, I don’t think it was nothing and I don’t think I can ever forgive her.

I don’t want to forgive her. I don’t want to be stuck with someonefor the rest of my life that I can’t trust, that I’m not sure I ever really loved.

I rub at my eyes and a yawn escapes me. Fuck I’m tired and my blood pressure is rising just thinking about her right now. I need to work. Get some things done. It’s early and I have a lot of shit to do, but when I arrive at the office, instead of getting started, I pull up the security camera footage from last night. Just to check. I’m very security minded.

But there’s nothing.

I mean, he was here. But he just cleaned. I watch him on my screen as he efficiently moves around my office. He straightens up my things, vacuums and empties the trash, but there are no salacious comments, no body parts hanging out.

It’s all very mundane and boring and yet, I still can’t stop watching him. The way he moves, the long lines of his body. He’s entrancing. I smile when he leaves a bag of candy on my desk, but his expression catches me off guard.

He looks sad. Did I do that to him?

I turn the screen off and look at the bag of candy he placed for me on my desk. I open it and pop some of the delicious sugar into my mouth. He’s going to give me cavities and diabetes, but I still can’t help the smile that forms on my mouth.

I think about Lana, my thoughts going bitter and my mind growing fuzzy, but then I quickly shift to thinking about Leo. The way he smiles, the sassy remarks he makes. The way he teases me.

And the confident way he holds himself when he talks about his job. He seems perfectly happy camming. Normally, he does it with a smile on his face. Even when he’s cleaning, he’s grinning. Who the hell likes to clean? Who likes to bust their back working for pennies?

I don’t really know what that’s like. Life has always seemed like one obligation after another. A life full of have-to and want-to, but I’ve never done any of them with a grin on my face.

I think I smiled more with Leo last night than I have my entire life. What the hell does that mean?

It’s all so confusing and I really need to get my head on straight. None of my behavior recently has been like me. None of it.

I touched his dick for Christ’s sake. I touched another man’s dick and it wasn’t nearly as repulsive as I thought it would be. Not at all.

The way he whimpered, the flush of his cheeks.

I shift in my office chair and try to get myself under control.

My entire body flushes as I fail completely.

The feel of his cock in my hand, the weight of it. The heat of it. It was like he couldn’t get enough. He fucked into my hand with reckless abandon and no shame. Not a care in the world except getting off.

I did that to him.

“Excuse me, sir?” a voice says, pulling my thoughts straight from the gutter. “Do you have a minute?”

I nod and let Tony into my office, listening as he explains something to me, trying my damnedest to not look at the bag of candy I have open on my desk.

Fucking Leo, making me think of him. All. The. Damn. Time.

I force my gaze away from that bag and look up at Tony once more.

Focus. I can think about him later.

Much later.

Selena is grinning at me,her head cocked, her eyes telling me everything I need to know. Fucking sisters, man. They seem to see everything.

“Why do you look happy?” she asks and I roll my eyes.

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