Page 506 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 11
“No?”
“You definitely did.”
“How tall are you?” I asked. For some reason, I found asking him invasive questions really easy.
“That’s a very strange question. I’m starting to get why Axel kept you off limits. You’re fascinating.”
I ignored him as I studied where my hands landed on his shoulders. He had to be almost six feet tall. “Is there anyone else on the team who’s had a crush on me?” I asked, trying to change the subject.
“If you’re fishing for information about Jacob, I don’t know what to tell you.”
“What about Jacob?”
Leo shrugged. “He never mentioned you in the locker room. Like I said...we were all surprised when he started dating you.”
I swallowed hard. There was nothing to be upset about. Jacob wasn’t really dating me. But it still stung. This conversation haddistracted me for a few minutes, but just like that, my stomach dropped.
“And I’m totally available as a rebound,” Leo said.
I shook my head. I’d measured and smelled him. But I was pretty sure I could eliminate Leo before even comparing him to the kiss thief. The kiss thief never spoke to me when he pulled me into dark rooms. And I had a feeling Leo didn’t know how to be quiet for that long.
“I’m happy with Jacob,” I said. And it was the truth. I had so much fun with him. So much fun I needed to constantly remind myself it wasn’t real.
“If you say so. But I’ll let Eli the Halloween Henchman know you have a crush on him.”
“I swear to God, Leo.”
He laughed. “Do I have a fun nickname too?”
“Nope,” I said.
“Well now I’m devastated.” He smiled. “Which makes my arm hurt.”
“You’re ridiculous.”
“That’s not a good nickname.”
I sighed. “Fine. How about Leo the Rugged Thief?”
He smiled. “I like it. I’m really regretting taking this long to talk to you.”
“Wait, are your hands rough from wilderness camp?” I lifted one of his hands off my hip to inspect it. Wilderness camp hadn’t made them calloused or anything.
“I feel like I’m missing something going on in your head right now. Care to fill me in?”
“You’re not missing anything. But quick question...do you like to steal things that aren’t material?”
He laughed. “Like...what?”
I shrugged. “Hearts?”
“Are you drunk or something?” he asked.
That was not an answer. But I did feel a little light headed...
The song changed to a faster one.
I reached up and touched the scruff on the side of his face. “Huh. More rugged than your hands.”
