*Bianca*
A pregnant pause fell upon us.
Impatience had its hold on me as Leo stared at me wide-eyed. Without a shirt, his bare chest and the stitches in his shoulder were on full display as I sat on his lap, pretending I didn’t feel the erection pressing against my ass.
In any other circumstances, there would be some kind of hilarity in the situation.
But I said nothing, simply waiting for an answer as I kept my eyes locked on his, not willing to look away for a moment.
It’s overly warm in the house and I rest my hands on Leo’s hips, anxiously shifting on his lap as I wait for his response. The stare down seemed to last forever, sweat dripping down Leo’s temples as he held my waist loosely.
I frowned as he looked away first, eyes searching the room around us like he might find some kind of help written on the wall but I wasn’t having one bit of that.
