Page 20 of Opening It Up
We were supposed to climb the building?
I had never done anything like that with Harley.
“I’m game,” I said.
“I knew you would be,” Leopold replied, and I smelled his expensive, sexy cologne as he pulled me closer. “Good girl.”
Something squirmed deep inside me as I returned the big man’s smile.
“Hop on.”
I clung on tight to his back as he rappelled up the side of the building. Leopold’s body felt wickedly muscled and hard under my thighs as he climbed the cold steel.
It was thrilling the way the wind whipped my hair around, the way Leopold climbed so nimbly despite his big body, seeing the handholds that were almost invisible to me. It all combined to make me feel almost dizzy with excitement by the time we arrived at the top and the restaurant.
Damn, I could see why you had to have a net worth greater than some countries to get in here. It was a tiny, intimate space with a phenomenal view of the city.
Were those real diamonds just casually dripping from the ceiling and literally embedded into the table?
And was that a famous Hollywood star I saw tucked into the back right next to a gorgeous state senator?
But my date wasn’t looking at any of them.
“Now this is purely physical,” I said after we ordered.
He pulled his chair closer, so I could feel the sleek hard line of his thigh against mine.
“Of course. To be honest, I’ll take whatever I can get from you, Lily-Mae. Whatever you are able to give me. Ever since the first time I saw you I thought you were a remarkably beautiful and mesmerizing woman.”
Me?I thought, but didn’t say it out loud.
“I walked by your morning yoga class every day, but I never joined.”
“Why?” I asked, thinking he’d say some billionaire thing like his schedule was too busy
But Leopold lifted his eyes to mine. They were a silvery-gray, making him look a bit feral and mysterious, like a massive growly bear.
“I wasn’t sure if I could control myself.”
I felt my heart start to beat faster.
“The movements in that class are very accessible,” I said, because I didn’t know what else to say, could hardly believe that this powerful man wantedmethat badly.
“All your. . . movements make me want to do. . .sinful things to you.”
Leopold’s sleeves were rolled up, and he rested powerful forearms on the table.
My skin tingled, my thigh burning up where it met his.
It was almost like I could be a completely different person.
Just for a few hours.
I didn’t have to be dutiful wife, mother, and daughter.
“What kind of sinful things?” I asked.
He leaned over to my ear, enveloping me with that delicious cologne. My eyes were glued to the way the tight-fitting suit jacket stretched across his powerful shoulders.
