perfect. “No, it doesn’t buy much of anything actually. Except a pretty nice apartment to hide in.”
“Ry,” Leah says, suddenly right next to me, leaning on the front of her desk. “It’ll get better. I promise.”
I put my cup down on the desk and wrap my hands around her waist, hauling her onto my lap. “It’s already gotten better.” Leah squirms as I run my lips up her neck so I can nibble on her ear. “Much, much better.”
She turns and straddles my lap, slipping her hands under my shirt to palm my chest.
“The door is locked,” she whispers.
Oh yeah, definitely much better.
Chapter 9
“We’re leaving next week on Thursday, so make sure you’ve packed everything you need.”
“Britt, isn’t that what I have you for?” I recline on my couch so I can put my feet on the coffee table, holding the phone to one ear while randomly flipping through channels on the T.V. with the other.
Britt snorts loudly. “No Ry, that’s not why you have me. I manage your schedule, transportation, special events, deal with the studio, deal with Tasha, and take your calls… I don’t pack your jammies for you. You’re a big boy, I’m confident that you can handle it.”
“Fine, but when I show up on set wearing only my underwear because you wouldn’t help me, I’m telling everyone it’s your fault.” I listen to her laugh and settle in to watch a Yankees spring training game.
“I’ll see you tomorrow for lunch. Anything particular that you want?” Britt asks.
“Nah, I don’t care. Just get here early, I’m meeting up with Leah after.”
“Interesting.”
“What? What’s interesting?” I sit up and toss the remote onto the couch, suddenly worried about Leah.
“Ditching me to hang out with a girl? That’s pretty serious, Ry.” Brittney giggles in delight.
I sigh and relax, running a hand through my hair. “Well, I don’t really have much in the way of entertainment, Britt, so I guess I am.”
“Wow. When can I meet her? I promise to be on my best behavior for you.”
“Right,” I say dryly, huffing in disbelief. “Sure you will.”
“I will. I’m always good.”
“Mmmmm-hmmm, we’ll see Britt. We’ll see.”
“So, I’m finalizing the sale of the café next week.”
“What?” I lift my head off of Leah’s chest, where I’ve been resting after another amazing session in bed. She’s scratching my scalp with her nails, running her fingers through my hair. She really likes my hair, not that I’m complaining. “Why so soon?”
“I don’t know. It’s time. My cousin managed it while I was in California, and she offered to buy it. A classmate of mine from culinary school did the baking during my absence. They’re going to go in together. It’s hard to sell a business and I have an offer on the table. I’d be crazy not to take it.”
“Sounds like you’ve thought it all out then. What will you do?” I run a hand up and down one of her silky hips, loving the feel of her warm skin beneath mine.
“I’m not sure. Take some time off. I haven’t had a real vacation in a long time,” she says dreamily, her fingers threading through my hair randomly.
I shift until I’m lying on top of her, braced on my forearms so I can look into her eyes. “What about London? Have you ever been there?”
“A long time ago, why?” Leah’s faraway gaze turns sharp, inquisitive.
My thumb caresses the side of her face as I brush my mouth over hers. It’s just a light touch, our lips skimming briefly. “Come with me,” I whisper against her lips.
“What do you mean, come with you? Where? To London?” She pushes me back so she has enough space to watch as she considers my offer.
“Yes to London. I’m leaving next week and I’ll be there for months filming. It’ll be dreadfully boring alone. Come with me. We’ll have fun.” I give her my best puppy-dog eyes, the ones that usually get me whatever I want.
“Well… I mean, I don’t know.
“Ry,” Leah says, suddenly right next to me, leaning on the front of her desk. “It’ll get better. I promise.”
I put my cup down on the desk and wrap my hands around her waist, hauling her onto my lap. “It’s already gotten better.” Leah squirms as I run my lips up her neck so I can nibble on her ear. “Much, much better.”
She turns and straddles my lap, slipping her hands under my shirt to palm my chest.
“The door is locked,” she whispers.
Oh yeah, definitely much better.
Chapter 9
“We’re leaving next week on Thursday, so make sure you’ve packed everything you need.”
“Britt, isn’t that what I have you for?” I recline on my couch so I can put my feet on the coffee table, holding the phone to one ear while randomly flipping through channels on the T.V. with the other.
Britt snorts loudly. “No Ry, that’s not why you have me. I manage your schedule, transportation, special events, deal with the studio, deal with Tasha, and take your calls… I don’t pack your jammies for you. You’re a big boy, I’m confident that you can handle it.”
“Fine, but when I show up on set wearing only my underwear because you wouldn’t help me, I’m telling everyone it’s your fault.” I listen to her laugh and settle in to watch a Yankees spring training game.
“I’ll see you tomorrow for lunch. Anything particular that you want?” Britt asks.
“Nah, I don’t care. Just get here early, I’m meeting up with Leah after.”
“Interesting.”
“What? What’s interesting?” I sit up and toss the remote onto the couch, suddenly worried about Leah.
“Ditching me to hang out with a girl? That’s pretty serious, Ry.” Brittney giggles in delight.
I sigh and relax, running a hand through my hair. “Well, I don’t really have much in the way of entertainment, Britt, so I guess I am.”
“Wow. When can I meet her? I promise to be on my best behavior for you.”
“Right,” I say dryly, huffing in disbelief. “Sure you will.”
“I will. I’m always good.”
“Mmmmm-hmmm, we’ll see Britt. We’ll see.”
“So, I’m finalizing the sale of the café next week.”
“What?” I lift my head off of Leah’s chest, where I’ve been resting after another amazing session in bed. She’s scratching my scalp with her nails, running her fingers through my hair. She really likes my hair, not that I’m complaining. “Why so soon?”
“I don’t know. It’s time. My cousin managed it while I was in California, and she offered to buy it. A classmate of mine from culinary school did the baking during my absence. They’re going to go in together. It’s hard to sell a business and I have an offer on the table. I’d be crazy not to take it.”
“Sounds like you’ve thought it all out then. What will you do?” I run a hand up and down one of her silky hips, loving the feel of her warm skin beneath mine.
“I’m not sure. Take some time off. I haven’t had a real vacation in a long time,” she says dreamily, her fingers threading through my hair randomly.
I shift until I’m lying on top of her, braced on my forearms so I can look into her eyes. “What about London? Have you ever been there?”
“A long time ago, why?” Leah’s faraway gaze turns sharp, inquisitive.
My thumb caresses the side of her face as I brush my mouth over hers. It’s just a light touch, our lips skimming briefly. “Come with me,” I whisper against her lips.
“What do you mean, come with you? Where? To London?” She pushes me back so she has enough space to watch as she considers my offer.
“Yes to London. I’m leaving next week and I’ll be there for months filming. It’ll be dreadfully boring alone. Come with me. We’ll have fun.” I give her my best puppy-dog eyes, the ones that usually get me whatever I want.
“Well… I mean, I don’t know.
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