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Morning, Vex. Forget something?”
She almost asked him what until she saw the way his gaze smoldered and caressed her almost naked body.
Oops. Had she jumped out of bed in only her panties?
Nudity wasn’t something that Meena usually noted or cared about.
Mother, on the other hand, was always yelling at her to put clothes on.
She and Leo had a lot in common.
“You should get dressed.”
“Why? I’m perfectly comfortable.” So comfortable she brought her shoulders back and made sure to give her boobs a little jiggle.
He noticed. He stared. Oh my.
Was it getting hot in here?
Funny how the heat in her body, though, didn’t stop her nipples from hardening as if struck by a cold breeze. Except, in this case, it was more of an ardent perusal.
Did Leo imagine his mouth latched onto a sensitive peak just like she was?
“While I am sure you are comfortable, if we’re to go out, then in order to avoid a possible arrest for indecent exposure, you might want to cover your assets.”
“We’re going out? Together?”
He nodded. “Where?”
“It’s a surprise.”
She clapped her hands and squealed, “Yay,” only to frown a second later.
Leo was acting awfully strange.
“Wait a second, this isn’t one of those things where you blindfold me and tell me you’ve got a great surprise, only to dump me on a twelve-hour train to Kansas, is it? Or a plane to Newfoundland, Canada?”
His lips twitched. “No. I promise we have a destination, and I am going with you.”
“And will I be back here tonight?”
“Perhaps. Unless you choose to sleep elsewhere.” Those enigmatic words weren’t his last. “Be downstairs and ready in twenty minutes, Vex. I really want you to come.”
Did he purr that last word? Was that even possible?
Could he tease her any harder? Please.
“How should I dress? Fancy, casual, slutty, or prim and proper?”
She eyed him in his khaki shorts and collared short-sleeved shirt. Casual with a hint of elegance. He looked ready for a day at a gentleman’s golf club. And she wanted to be his corrupting caddy, who ruined his shot and dragged him in the woods to show him her version of a tee off.
“Your clothes won’t matter. You won’t wear them for long.”
Good thing she was close to a wall. Her knees weakened to the point that she almost buckled to the floor.
Leaning against it, she wondered if he purposely teased her.
Did her serious Pookie even realize how his words could be taken?
He approached her until he stood right in front of her. Close enough she could have reached out and hugged him. She didn’t, but only because he drew her close.
His essence surrounded her. His hands splayed over the flesh of her lower back, branding her. She leaned into him, totally relying on him to hold her up on wobbly legs.
“What about breakfast?” she asked.
“I’ve got pastries and coffee in my truck. Lots of yummy treats with lickable icing.”
Staring at his mouth, she knew of only one treat she wanted to lick.
Alas, she didn’t get a chance.
With a slap on her ass, he walked off toward the condo door.
Leo. Slapped. My. Ass.
She gaped at his retreating broad back.
“Don’t make me wait. I’d hate to start without you.”
With a wink— yes, a real freaking wink— Leo shut the door behind him.
He was waiting for her.
Why the hell was she standing there?
She sprinted for the shower.
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