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“Damn.” My sister huffed an exhale while glancing around the table. “You both disappeared, and I’d hoped…”
“Nope.” I sounded just as bummed as she was, feeling that disappointment deep inside me. I usually dove into pancakes with fake-ass syrup…what the hell was wrong with me?
“Maybe it’s work, or maybe he’s just matured,” Ciarra continued, “but honestly, it’s like Leo has forgotten how to live lately. I was positive you would be able to remind him what happiness is.”
All thoughts of being bummed out disappeared at her statement. I stared at my sister, wondering over her belief in me that such assurance laced her tone. “What?”
“You’re full of life, Nissa.” She shrugged and cut a sausage into bite-sized pieces. “I thought for sure you would dazzle him, brighten up his demeanor. That last breakup…” Ciarra shook her head, lips pursed as she set her knife aside. “He wasn’t his usual self last night, and my empathy rose to choking levels.”
My head tipped to the side, a furrow deepening between my eyebrows. “You trusted me with your friend’s heart and mind,” I said. “Why?”
She flashed a smile my way almost as bright as the rock on her left hand. “Because you’re everything he’s not.”
As if I needed that reminder—but she’d made the statement like it was a positive point while the night before I’d found the whole opposites attract thing to be absolute bullshit. “Explain.”
“You’re impulsive, hoofing life in the balls and taking what you want rather than sitting back and waiting for fate to give you what she intends.”
“And you think that’s…a good thing?”
She shrugged, glancing at our parents. “It’s not my way, and I might not understand your thought processes, but I’m not you. You’re not me. You are who you are, Nissa, exactly the type of woman Leo needs to complement him, especially since he’s fallen into what looks like the beginnings of depression.”
Stunned by her words, I stared, tears stinging my eyes.
“He’s not in a good space,” Ciarra continued. “I think he’s going to need to be pushed a bit, but please respect his wishes. No means no, and while I’m going to encourage you to use all the wiles you’ve got, don’t hurt him.”
My twin had blown my mind, given me so damn much to think about, and I couldn’t decide if I should laugh or cry.
I did neither but turned my thoughts toward finding the happiness the other adults around the table had. Ciarra had a firm grasp on my character, and if she felt sure Leo would be a good match for me, I wasn’t about to argue with her discernment.
Even if I thought the night before had proven her wrong.
Perhaps I’d misheard or misunderstood pertinent information about the gorgeous man.
I’d been told countless times by my parents and brother that Ciarra knew better, but for the first time, no bitterness gnawed at my mind over that fact.
The bulldog inside me had sunk its teeth into what I lusted for once more—getting Leo into a bed, then seeing that smile I’d heard so much about.
But first, I needed a plan of attack.
Chapter 3
Leo
Nissa had both of my heads all kinds of fucked up. One told me to stay the hell away from her—and my heart agreed. The restless brain between my thighs? He wanted to shove into something warm and wet until he erupted and made every inch of the rest of my body relax in satiated bliss.
I’d thought a lubed hand would suffice after I got home from the reception, but even though I’d gotten off, I hadn’t reached the state of release I’d hoped for.
Sleep had eluded me while exhaustion clung to me, and when dreams had finally come, they’d filled my mind with the memory of silky black strands of hair and the most gorgeous backside I’d ever seen.
I woke with my dick in my hand, shot milky white spunk up over my chest, and felt nothing but disappointment once my breaths regulated again.
Sunday morning, and boredom set in while I sat drinking my coffee alone at my kitchen table while a news station flickered on mute in my periphery talking along with everyone else about the oil spill. I told myself I enjoyed the peaceful silence, that it wasn’t annoyance over waking alone that had my shoulders rounded.
I could have opened my eyes to find a lithe yet curvy body tucked against mine, the musky tang of a pussy still on my tongue, but I’d turned her down—all because she wasn’t timid and shy.
Just like she’d claimed, Nissa was no Addilyn, that was for damned sure. But she continued to haunt my mind until restlessness moved my feet. At least I no longer bowed beneath being bummed about my last breakup. Having been faced with both Addilyn and Nissa within an hour of each other, I couldn’t even remember my ex’s first name.
I got my three-mile run in for the day, every footfall, every heartbeat focused on golden curls then dark eyes. Complete opposite women, and yet within a matter of hours, I had yearned for one and lusted after the other.
