Page 94 of Loving Leo

“Well, let’s go get him then.”

She grabs onto my hand and pulls me out of the house, slightly wobbly and mostly drunk, but I still let her take me to my car. I openthe door for her and buckle her in as she hiccups. She leans her head back and giggles.

“Hurry up, dude. We have to go catch him.”

I grumble in annoyance. “I’m going as fast as I can.”

“You have to go faster. Love waits for no man.”

I side eye my sister who is now sitting forward, staring intently out the windshield as I peel out from my parking spot on the street.

“Woah. Race car driver. The world is spinning,” she murmurs. “Everything is a blur.”

“That’s because you drank like a fish.”

“Yes, well, I had to socialize with mom and dad and they suck. Let’s never speak to them again. I’d rather just talk to you and Leo.”

“Good plan,” I murmur as I maneuver around a car going far too slow.

I don’t know how much of a head start Leo has, but I want to make sure he doesn’t have too long to stew on things.

I want to right this.

I want to make it right.

I don’t want him to think too hard about how awful I was.

“Where do you think he went?”

“Home, probably.”

As I say this, my sister rolls the window down and shouts loudly at the driver we’re currently passing.

“Move, bitch! No one stands in the way of love!”

I roll the window up and put the child locks on. My sister needs some water and a nice nap. Jesus, she’s out of control.

When we arrive at Leo’s apartment thirty minutes later, I try to convince my sister to stay in the car, but she stumbles after me, so I put my arm around her and make my way to his place.

“Oh this is run down, bro,” she whispers before burping loudly, making a man leaving his apartment fist bump her in appreciation.

“Keep those words and thoughts to yourself,” I say and she mimes locking her lips and throwing away the key. I don’t think that’s actually going to work.

But I don’t have time to debate it. Instead, I knock on the rickety door and a moment later it swings open, but it’s not Leo standing there. It’s Jack.

“Oh hello!” My sister grins widely at him and bats her eyelashes in a flirtatious attempt to woo him. She looks like she’s dying however, and it’s not attractive at all.

Jack just stares at her before looking at me.

“Who’s this?” he asks.

“My sister. Don’t mind her. Is Leo here?”

“Yes and he’s upset.” His gaze darkens and for a moment I see that serial killer vibe Leo mentioned before. Fuck, maybe he does kill people in his free time.

“I know and that’s why we’re here. To save the day,” Selena interjects.

“Let me speak to him. Please.”

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