Page 74 of Landlord Wars
Sophia clinked her glass to mine. “To Victor and his good taste.”
I glanced pointedly at the plants. “To what do I owe the surprise?”
She waggled her head. “You’ve been stressed, and I wanted to do something nice for you. And don’t look at it as repayment for the dress. I planned this long before.”
I typically took care of others, and I suspected Sophia and I shared that in common, which made this gesture extra special for me.
My breathing increased and a burning sensation tightened my throat. I slowly set my glass aside, leaned over, and kissed her softly. “Thank you. No one has ever done something this nice for me before.”
Her expression showed surprise and a little confusion. “Never?”
I shook my head.
“I wasn’t entirely altruistic.” Her mouth pulled into a sneaky smile. “I might have also used it as an excuse to bring greenery up here.”
“Of course,” I said and slid my hand around her waist, pulling her closer and kissing her neck. God, I needed this. Being with Sophia took the weight of the world away. “You’ve made it so nice that this will be the place everyone wants to go. Though I think a few of the plants are going to die.”
She half rose and looked over my shoulder a little too aggressively. “What? Where?”
I tugged her back down. “Those plants with the thick leaves.” I pointed them out.
“You mean the succulents?” She crossed her arms, blocking all the best bits, but I continued to hug her anyway. “Ye of so little faith. You think I don’t know which plants will survive here?”
“I would never think such a thing.” After the other day and my mistrust rearing its ugly head the moment my parents’ financials hit the streets, I wasn’t making the same mistake twice. A man could learn. “You are right, and I am wrong. I will recompense in the form of chocolate.”
She harrumphed. “You may know real estate, but I know plant state.”
“Plant state?”
She uncrossed her arms and folded them behind her head. “In fact, it’s so nice now that there is greenery, I wouldn’t mind living here. These heat lamps are ingenious.”
I rolled my gaze over her face and down her body. “We could make it even warmer.” I gave her a suggestive smile.
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Sophia
I squirmedbeneath his muscular chest, and he shushed me. “Don’t wake the building.”
“You did not just say that cheesy line about getting warmer.”
“Say what?” He reached back and pulled his shirt over his head, tossing it aside.
My mouth went dry. Damn him and his physique. “Your body is a menace. Makes my brain lock up.”
He hesitated. “Want me to put my shirt back on?”
“Absolutely not, but—” I glanced around. “Should we? Up here?”
“It’s private.” He tugged my T-shirt down, and his lips whispered over the top of my breasts as his soft hair tickled my neck. “No roommates or mothers to drop by unexpectedly.”
My eyes rolled into the back of my head at his light, seductive touch, and then I snapped out of it. Because I was actually considering this. “Did you plan to seduce me on the roof?”
He blinked. “Youinvitedme, remember?”
I hated it when Landlord Devil was right.
He reached behind him to an ottoman that apparently housed a compartment, and pulled out a lightweight duvet.
