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“We’re going to end up fucking,” I mutter.
His smirk turns mischievous. “No, we’re going to enjoy torturing each other a little longer.”
He takes hold of my cami, and I quickly lift my arms as he pulls the fabric over my head. After tossing it aside, he wraps his arms around me and pulls me against his chest.
“The light.” I reach behind me and have to stretch to get to the switch. Leo’s mouth closes over my nipple, his hand massaging my breast hard just as I switch off the bedside light.
When I turn back to him, he moves his hand over my side and grips my buttcheek tightly.
I rest my cheek against his chest, and I get to listen to how fast his heart is beating. Closing my eyes, I settle in for the long hours of torture ahead.
“Thank you, Haven,” Leo whispers. “You could’ve kept fighting and hating me. Thank you for trying.”
At first, I didn’t have a choice, but over the past two weeks, it’s slowly changed.
“I’m a glass-half-full kind of girl,” I say, my tone lighthearted. “If you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em.”
“Yeah? Is that the only reason?”
I pull my arm in and place my hand over his pec. “No, it isn’t. Since you came home, you’ve been different and not the coldhearted bastard who scared the living hell out of me.” I tilt my head back so I can see his face. “I like this version of you much more.”
“It makes me very happy to hear that,” he whispers before pressing a kiss to the tip of my nose.
Leo places his hand behind my head, and I get comfortable again, pressing my cheek to his chest.
With the sexual tension satisfied between us for the time being, it feels very intimate lying naked in his arms.
I love it.
It feels as if my body has known his all my life.
Chapter 21
LEO
After getting showered and dressed, I walk through my bedroom and open the door.
Haven’s on her way to the stairs, but she stops to glance over her shoulder.
When I lock my door, she asks, “Why do you always lock it? Scared I’ll snoop?”
“I have weapons in my bedroom and don’t want to risk you killing me,” I answer truthfully, even though I now know Haven wouldn’t hurt a fly.
“That’s wise of you,” she teases me as she turns around and comes toward me. “Can I see what your bedroom looks like? I’m nosy.”
I let out a chuckle as I unlock the door again. I push it open and gesture for her to step inside. “Careful, though. I might not let you out again.”
“Hmm…” She gives me a seductive look as she moves past me, making me harden at the speed of light.
Now that I’ve seen her naked and tasted her pussy, it’s a constant battle not to throw her down and fuck her raw.
But I’m also loving the torture. It’s become an addiction.
When Haven sees the glass cabinets covering the entire left wall of my bedroom, her eyes widen at all the weapons.
“Holy crap, Leo!” she gasps. “That’s a lot of guns.”
I tuck my keys into my pocket and watch as she moves past my bed.
