(Leigh’s POV)
Not breaking the kiss, I hold the hem of his shirt, hoping to take it off, but I am only putting myself in an embarrassing situation because my hands fidget, not knowing what to do. I groan, making him chuckle in between our kisses. He helps me pull off his shirt and toss it somewhere in my bedroom.
When his lips parted my mouth and glided to my jaw, we both heard the ringing of my cellphone.
No. Not just mine, but also his.
Alex reaches for my cellphone and reads the screen but returns it on the table, and he bites my earlobe before whispering into my ears. “Leigh, baby, it’s Seb.”
“Who?” I ask, trying to remember the name which seems familiar. His burning kisses had impaired my hearing and affected my brain.
I felt him smiling as his lips brushed the skin of my neck.
