Chapter Forty-Two
“I’d like to start something.” Cy shifted closer to us on the couch, his hand moving to my knee.
My body ached and I felt a twinge of pain deep inside of me that I knew would be worse tomorrow. I shifted on Leo’s lap again and his fingers curled over my thigh.
“I, I’m sore.” I stuttered out, feeling my face heat up.
“Oh, princess,” Cy said, stroking his thumb over the inside of my knee. “Let me take care of you. I can make you feel good.”
Frowning, I ran my tongue over my lower lip, trying to chase away the tender feeling that their kisses had caused. I was unsure of what he meant. Looking from Cy over to Leo, who sat watching the other man. His gaze moved back to me and he let out a sigh. “I’m sorry, Isobel. I wasn’t thinking.”
“It’s okay. I just, um, need a litt
