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“Girls staying over.”
“There really haven’t been any girls in a while,” he says. “At least not any I’d let borrow my toothbrush.” He brushes his lips against mine, and I can taste the minty toothpaste. He used it after me. “For the record, you can use my toothbrush any time. After last night, I don’t think there’s anything of mine your mouth hasn’t touched.”
“Noted. What time do you have to leave?” The fun is coming to an end. Or at least a pause. The team leaves for another road game today.
“Soon. Ash will be here any minute. You’re welcome to stay and hang out as long as you want.”
“I need to go home and show my face.”
There’s a knock at the front door, and Ash walks in. He smiles at me and tips his head. “Good morning, Miller.”
I lift the fingers around my mug. “Good and morning are oxymorons.”
Ash chuckles and looks at Leo. “You’re right. She’s a bundle of sunshine in the mornings.”
I flip him off, which makes them both laugh harder.
“Ready to go?” Ash asks Leo.
“Yeah, I’ll meet you in the car.”
I take my coffee mug into the kitchen, rinse it, and put it in the dishwasher. “Don’t worry. I’m just going to shower before I head out. For real this time.” The hour we spent in the shower this morning did not make me any cleaner.
“I’m not worried. Pam’s here. She’s good at taking out the trash.” He circles my waist and presses me into the counter from behind as he teases me.
“Oh my god, you did not just call me trash.” I try to swat at him, but he’s really strong. He bites my neck and then licks the spot.
“I’m kidding. You know I’m kidding.” His attention on my neck continues. “Can I call you later?”
“I don’t know,” I say pointedly. “Canyou?”
“I’m never going to live that down. Am I?”
“Not likely.”
Ash beeps the horn outside. “I better go,” Leo says, and slants his mouth over mine. His hand slides down the back of my bare legs and lifts me so I’m sitting on the counter, legs spread.
“I thought you had to go.” Any protest dies on my lips as he brings his hands around to cup my boobs.
“Ash can wait a few more minutes.”
“You’re starting something you won’t be able to finish,” I tell him.
“Can’t help it.” His fingers brush the side of my panties as Ash lays on the horn again.
Leo chuckles and steps back. “Bye, dream girl. To be continued.”
24
A GOOD FRIEND
LEO
As soon aswe return from our road trip, I convince Scarlett to come back to my place and hang out for the day. I have homework, a massage scheduled, and a meeting with my agent, and she has editing to do for some photos she took, but I want her in my space, even if we can’t be doing the same things.
I’m pacing the living room and talking to Daria while Scarlett sits on the couch with her laptop in front of her.
“Your new roster photo is a definite upgrade,” she says, humor laced in her tone. “Not that it could get much worse.”
