Chapter Twenty-Three
I still wasn’t sure what he and Leo were to each other. If the tabloids were to be believed, then it was lover. But, if that was the case, then why did Leo sleep with me last night and why was Cy flirting with me now?
“Hello, Cyrus.” Ian said, filling his coffee cup up once more, he picked up his empty plate with a huff. I looked over at him. His eyes were narrowed as he stood up, taking his plate into the sink. He took a sip of his coffee, but I could still see the way that he watched Cy.
“Ahh, Ian. It’s good to see you again. Up late writing again?”
“Yes, I was. If you’ll excuse me. I’m going back to my room. Isobel, If you’d like to read those chapters, my room is three doors down from yours.”
“I’d like that. I’ll see you in a bit. If that’s okay?” I said, wat
