Biting back a smile, I pulled my hand free to cover my yawn. “I’m going to turn in for the night. Thanks again for doing all of this for Gunnar.”
“It wasn’t just for Gunnar.” He used his bedroom voice, low and sexy.
A little red warning light blinked in the back of my mind. I needed to put some distance between us before I did something I’d regret. Something like run my hand through his silky dark curls or kiss the five o’clock shadow on his square jaw or let my fingers do the walking down his happy trail.
Leo didn’t share my reservations. He cupped my face and moved closer as if to kiss me, but instead he pressed his brow to mine. Eyes closed, he whispered, “Give us a chance, Dahl.”
I eased back from him. “I want to, but I’m scared.”
“I won’t hurt you again.” He gave me a heartbreaking smile. “We’re good together.”
Warmth spread from my chest to my fingers and toes. I had no doubt I loved this man, and I believed he loved me, too. But I doubted it was enough.
We couldn’t go back to the way things were between us. I couldn’t spend another ten years hiding my feelings. At the same time, going public had the capacity to hurt people I cared about. I wasn’t ready to tell my closest friends I’d lied to them about Leo and Gunnar for years. “I need time to sort things out. It’s been a crazy twenty-four hours.”
He nodded and hung his head. “Get some sleep. I’ll make sure the place is Gunnar-proof.”