Page 77 of His Angel

He drops onto the floor at the foot of the tub, in my eye line but somewhere different, clearly picking up on what set my brain spinning.

“One step at a time,” he says.

“Baby steps.”

“One baby step at a time.”

TWENTY-ONE

NICK

“Tell me you’ve got a plan,” I say, placing the bag of Ivy’s stuff on my desk. But no one is here.

Voices carry from the bathroom, and as I stick my head around the door, I find Wyatt and Ivy laughing, him sat uncomfortably on the floor.

“They’ve gone to Leo’s room to get cleaned up,” Ivy explains, tipping her head back and giving me the perfect view down her chest. “They should be back soon.”

“Good idea,” I reply. “There are clothes and stuff out here when you’re ready.”

She thanks me and I sneak out, heading across to Leo’s room and knocking before entering. I don’t need to walk in on them enjoying round two.

“All okay?” Jacob asks, picking up on my tension as I walk through the door.

Leo slides his jeans on, paying absolutely no attention to the fact I’m here as Jacob finishes getting dressed, Leo disposing of the towels.

“We need to talk,” I say, following his movements. “About the—” he cuts me off, his hand coming to my arm before I can finish.

“Let’s go get Ivy some coffee from that place she likes,” he says instead. “Jacob can stay with Ivy and Wyatt if you’re worried.”

“You just want to get me alone,” I fire back.

“Yes, because you’re so irresistible.” He rolls his eyes, kissing Jacob. “Get over yourself. I’ll be in the garage.”

The door closes behind him and I raise my eyebrows Jacob’s way. The truce between Leo and I has been tentative at best, but if he trusts him, I’ll go with it—this is his opportunity to get out though, if he wants to.

“Go and get her some coffee,” he says, pushing us out the door. “And if you come back without the almond croissants I like, you’re dead to me.”

“Who needs enemies when you’ve got a family like this, huh?” I joke, shoving him. “I’ve brought her laptop and the workbooks that were on her desk, but I’m assuming Leo has a plan for the classes.”

“Yeah, I’ll ask her to send the schedule over when she’s ready,” he says, loitering by the door. “Just go and talk to my man. We’ve got her.”

“This is so fucking weird,” I grumble, leaving him and heading to the stairs.

I’m not going to say it was expected to wake up to her rubbing my dick and kissing someone else, because it wasn’t. And I don’t think she was even doing it consciously, but it took some serious control not to pull her into my arms and remind her exactly who she belongs to.

And then there was that little puff of contentment that fell from her. It was almost a moan, barely a whimper. How could I deny her that?

How could I deny her anything?

Luckily, the house is quiet as I head downstairs, making my way to where Leo waits, fucking great. I can hear the rumble of the GT engine before I even open the door, its sound echoing against the ancient stone.

“You’re going to end us early with all the carbon monoxide if you carry that shit on,” I comment, climbing in the passenger seat.

“You shouldn’t have taken so long then.” He shrugs, reversing out and heading towards the driveway.

“Right, you’ve got me alone. What couldn’t be said in front of Jacob? You know, my brother, the one I’m going to tell all this to—in fact, the one your with who you should have probably explained whatever this is to first…”

“I’ve already spoken with Jacob,” he says, sliding his hand along the leather. “But we can’t talk in the house, it’s bugged.”

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