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“Or maybe it is mature to call it a mistake, move on, and never speak of it again?” The crack in her voice said that the statement was a load of bullshit, but she was grasping at straws.
“No.” The word was uttered through gritted teeth.
“No?” Repeating it back at him did nothing to help Piper understand.
“Never speak of it again? Yes. Move on? Already done. Mistake? No.” Leo’s jaw ticked like he was legitimately angry.
“Well, what would you call something that we never should have done and we both regret?” Irritation pricked the back of Piper’s neck as she shifted in her seat.
“I regret nothing, Piper. Nada. I’m not going to sit here and pretend that I didn’t enjoy every fucking second of it and that I wish it didn’t happen. I’m not a liar.”
Piper seethed at the last word. “You’re calling me a liar now?”
“What do you call someone who commanded the room last night and this morning, smiled about it, and now is acting like it was the worst thing that ever happened to her?”
“Someone who had a brief lapse in judgment—”
“We went at it for forty-five minutes! That wasn’t brief.”
“Fine! An extended lapse in judgment,” Piper admitted with a hiss and a flail of her hand. “I regret it because it wasn’t me. We were out of our minds. Since when do you take orders from anyone? You have no problem bossing me around on stage—”
“It’s literally my job to do that,” Leo interrupted again. “What the fuck do you think directors do? Sit on their hands?”
“No, I just didn’t think you’d let me tie up your hands with my freaking underwear!” Piper snapped. Once she realized what she had said, the image of Leo with his wrists pinned together flashed in her head, and a red heat battled with the freckles dusting her cheeks.
“Here’s what I think.” Leo’s voice was calm, soft but sure. “I think you liked it so much that it terrifies you. It scares you that you could be anything like me.”
“I’m nothing like you. I’m not rude, or demanding, or…” She trailed off when she saw the smirk on Leo’s face, and she knew exactly what he was thinking. She had been every single one of those things last night.
“You want me to lay it all out for you? I’m happy to repeat back everything you said to me last night.”
“What about you, huh? You’re a lot like me, then,” Piper challenged. Two could play at this game, and there were several things Leo had said last night that were out of character for him. “You were saying ‘please’ like that was your job.”
“I can be polite,” Leo grumbled. “Sometimes. It doesn’t mean I’m like you.”
“You weren’t just polite, Leo. You did everything I told you to.”
“So, you’re saying that you let people walk all over you?”
“No, I’m saying that you did things you didn’t want to do because it got you laid.”
“Oh, I wanted to, Piper.” The low, throaty tone of his voice made her squirm.
“Well, sex is sex,” she mumbled.
Leo cocked his head to the side. “Is it?”
No. It really isn’t, Piper thought. “Yep,” she said.
“Did you already forget that you told me that no one’s ever made you finish?”
“Can we just stop talking about this, please?” Piper dug through her purse just for something to do and came up with a tube of Chapstick. She wanted to ask Leo if he felt like he was shattered in pieces, too. But he was good in bed and probably had the same experiences with everyone as he’d had with her. He had liked it, sure, but did it feel like he had to rebuild himself this morning, carefully placing the pieces back together to cover up the contents of his soul?
“Only if you admit you liked it.” The arrogance with which Leo lifted his chin made Piper’s application of her Chapstick more of a frustrated swipe.
“Fine. I liked it.” She shoved the cap back on and snapped it hard before tossing it back into her purse. “Happy?”
Leo flashed his teeth at her. “Very.”
