Chapter Eighteen
His eyes sparkled as he smiled down at me. “Breakfast first. I’ve cooked for us.”
Oh man, if he kept this up, I was going to fall for him. Orgasms the night before and then breakfast. This guy knew the way to my heart.
He rolled off of me, pushing himself to stand. Propping myself up onto my elbows, I watched him straighten his black cotton t-shirt. My eyes moved down to his round ass. I thought about how it would feel if I leaned over, took it into my hand, and gave it a rough squeeze.
“Isobel, you need to get dressed.” Leo looked back at me and I flopped back onto the bed.
“We could skip breakfast, stay in bed?” I said, bringing my hands to the hem of my shirt. Dragging it up slowly until the material was bunched up beneath my breast.
Leo turned slowly, his eye
