Page 85 of The Heart

Crunch.

We both pretend that Sebastian and Luke aren’t waking up the entire city a few feet away.

Crunch.

Leena had her perfect fucking lips on my goddamn apple.

Crunch.

She’s. Off. Fucking. Limits.Then I wonder who’s going to tell my dick that piece of information.

Leena’s eyes look over toward the outdoor terrace and I peek over my shoulder, finding that the shouting has mellowed out to a strongly worded conversation.

Then it stops.

Then their mouths are on each other’s.

I groan.

I cannot handle the constant fucking hard-ons with these people. Rolling my eyes, I turn back to see Leena smiling with relief as she watches them.

The two men come barreling in through the door, but I don’t look at them. I just shake my head, listening to the animalistic grunting noises as they try to suck each other’s faces off.

“Colton!” Luke shouts between kisses.

I glance up at them with only my eyes.

“Put some fucking pants on, we’re going to The Club,” Sebastian adds, before their mouths are locked again, and the two of them stumble their way down the hall.

I stand up straight and rest one hand flat on the counter as I look back to Leena, smirking at her as I take another suggestive bite of my apple. Her eyes are giant, and she’s keeping them on my face in a very purposeful gesture.

“Please tell me you’re wearing underwear,” she asks, a blush blooming on her cheeks. It’s adorable.

“Nope,” I say with my mouth full, grinning back at her. Her eyes grow even wider and I just keep on smiling.

Tonight is going to be so much fun.

Our eyes stay locked until I hear a door slam open at the end of the hall, hear Sebastian’s voice shout, “Leena!”

“I’m gonna…” She cocks her head, slowly backing away from the counter.

“Yeah, yeah, I know.” I roll my eyes as she disappears down the hall. When I hear her squeal, then laugh, I stare straight ahead with a blank expression for a long moment.

That’s it. I’m moving out.

But first, I have to make a phone call. “Jace?... Hey, yeah. You wanna do me a favor?”

CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE

LUKE

Iroll over to lie on my back, the three of us panting and sweating from what quickly turned into rather aggressive make-up sex spurred on by our arguing.

“I’m so sorry, Leena,” I say, grabbing her hand and turning toward her. “I was a little blindsided hearing that my sisters know about the three of us. I knew they’d find out eventually, I just… wasn’t prepared for it. But I had no right to blame it on you, I know how they are. And there’s never any excuse to yell at you, especially after everything you put up with regarding my family.” I move to run my thumb down her cheek. “I’m sorry.”

She looks at me for a long moment.

“I forgive you. And I’m sorry too. I know I should have talked to you before telling them, I just… wanted them to know, I guess,” she says to me.

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