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A weight begins to form, threatening to rip my insides down to my feet as he smiles, and I zone out while he continues talking.

Johnny smiled, too, when he dumped me, assuming his happy mug would ease the sting. It didn’t. My life hasn’t been the same since that day.

“I’m so sorry, Cassidy.”

“It’s okay.” I should’ve known better than to let my guard down.

Leif’s a natural flirt. I bet he has girls eating out of his hand all the time from all angles.

“You don’t mind? My family is in your face, and they won’t leave you alone for the whole meal.”

Wait. What? “The whole meal?”

“Assuming you want to leave the room for lunch. I can order room service again if you don’t.”

The vice around my chest loosens. This wasn’t what I was expecting. It shouldn’t surprise me that Leif wants to spend time with his family, since that’s the reason he’s in Budapest, but I’m not sure that’s the right thing for me to do. We hardly know each other, and as fond as I am of him, I don’t know if it’s wise to get so wrapped up in his life when I’m going to have to walk away in a couple of days.

“Umm…”

“They're not actually that bad. I mean, like… you’ll be new for all of two seconds before you’re part of the family.”

This is where he reels me in. The magnitude of affection he has for his family oozes from him. He takes a step closer, so our bodies press together. His muscular arms wrap around me, hugging me tightly as he sways us on the spot and peppers short, sweet kisses against my hair.

“I’ll do whatever you want, Cassidy.”

It’s either a very clever coercion, or he doesn’t realise that I can’t keep him from his family. I’ve learnt first-hand that life never pans out how you think it will, and it’s always too late when you realise you could’ve done more—spent more time with them, put more effort into making them happy.

“Umm… lunch sounds nice,” I reply into the crook of his neck, standing on my tiptoes and hugging him as tightly as I can.

With him, the loneliness isn’t so loud and overwhelming. I could be mistaken for thinking a glimmer of peace lights up deep in my bones. It’s so good that when he lets me go, I release a short whimper.

“Come, I have something for you,” he tells me, guiding me to the bed. As sweet as he can be, there’s always an edge of dominance to his demeanour and his actions—something I never thought I’d be comfortable with. “And you can get your mind out of the gutter because it’s not my impressive cock.”

“Your what?” I burst out laughing, but my eyes go directly to his crotch.

The skinny jeans he’s wearing are all but painted on, making the bulge of his thick dick a main event of the region. A sudden heat wafts from the soles of my feet to my hair follicles, causing the roots to zing with an electric ache as I brush my hair around my flushed face, desperately trying to hide my reaction to his remark.

“It’s not my marvel-lous appendage.” The exaggerated wink he gives leaves me befuddled. I don’t know what to do with myself at his obvious pun, or with the knowledge that he heard the conversation between Suni and me last night. “Thin walls, darling.”

“Don’t get ahead of yourself, Maximus. It was a completely one-sided conversation.”

“It was a conversation, and to be frank, I am not opposed to proving there are no socks stuffed in my underwear.” Leif grabs my hips and as he sinks down onto the edge of the bed, pulling me with him. “If you ask nicely, I can show you just how impressive I am.”

Fuck. Ahh-bout.

His hot breath seeps through the thin cotton of my shirt and the thin lace of my bra, straight to my boobs, sending frissons of heated sensation through me.

“S-size isn’t everything,” I stammer, losing my train of thought when his hands slide from my hips to my arse. With a firm grip, they slowly smooth down to the backs of my thighs before he manoeuvres me onto his lap, my crotch pressing against his when he pulls me down flush to him.

“You know why they call me Grizzly, Cassidy?”

My head tips to the side, giving him open access to my neck when he nips at my lobe.

“I’m not just big, darling, I’ve got a whole lot of talent, too.” Leif bucks up into me, his bulge rubbing over my middle.

A shiver wracks through me, lighting my senses with the kind of pleasure that hazes the last vestige of my logic. The sweet agony balloons in my chest with the hitch of my breath, until a moan tumbles from my lips. “Fuck…”

“I’d love to, but we’ve got a lunch date. Plus, the first time I fuck you, I’m going to take my sweet time making you feel good.”

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