Chapter Twenty-Four
“Is this what you and Leo do?” I asked, leaning back against the sink. One hand on his chest, stopping him from kissing me. “Share?”
He tilted his head to the side, slowly opening his eyes. “Yes.”
“I’m not that kind of girl. I don’t-”
“Type of girl?” His lips twitched. He dragged a hand through his blond hair. “You’re not a sweet girl who I bet makes the sexiest sounds as you come? I think you are. I bet you’re the type of girl to beg for more.”
“Cyrus,” Leo growled, the sound filling the quiet room. He walked slowly into the room, tucking his phone into the back pocket of his pants.
Cy tensed for a moment before his face relaxed and he took a half step back. “Leo, I was just talking to Izzy.”
“It looked like more than talking.” Leo’s voice was low and dangerous,
