Page 37 of Protecting Olivia

“Is that so. Never? Are you sure, because if you need another look, I’d be happy to oblige.” Now he was having fun at my expense.

“No really. I think I’m good. You can keep your anaconda there, in its cage.”

Leo belted out a laugh at my silly description of his dick. He was beautiful, which seems like an asinine thing to call a man, yet he was. His dark hair and olive skin contrasted with his green eyes. He had it all. A rock-hard body, chiseled features, and a gigantic cock. The woman waiting for him back home was lucky. Guilt washed over me, I wasn’t that type of girl. I never even flirted with another woman’s man. That was a no-go for me. I might’ve drank too much and partied a lot, too hard most of the time, but I’d never poached another girl’s boyfriend. I didn’t think Leo was serious about what he was doing in the shower, I think that was his twisted way of cutting the tension. He didn’t strike me as the type of man that would cheat. Maybe he was testing me to see if I was trustworthy.

“Get into bed. It’s been a long day. I’ll be right back.”

He disappeared into the bathroom, and I turned down the comforter on the king-sized bed. I was almost positive with the threat of Gomez coming our way he’d want to stay in here with me. Not that I minded, as a matter of fact, there was no way I was going to sleep unless he was in here with me.

I slipped into bed and waited for him to come out. My thoughts immediately went to my mom. I missed her. The more I thought about what Leo said in the car he was right. I didn’t need to find more things to be upset about, I only had to find a way to forgive her. I wonder if she and Peter had spoken. She had always told me she was still in love with my dad. Was that part a lie, too? Or had she spent the last twenty-five years loving a man who was alive but lost to her. Suddenly I felt a deep sadness for my mom. Peter, if I remembered correctly, had been married to a horrible woman. That must’ve killed my mom to know. She had to have had a good reason for keeping me from Peter all these years. The only thing I didn’t understand is how her secret came out. And why now.

Leo got into bed beside me and pulled the covers up to his waist. I turned in his direction and propped myself up on my elbow. It was so hard not to reach over and run my hand over the muscles on his stomach. The only thing stopping me was knowing he was taken.

“How does your girlfriend feel about your job?” I blurted out. Real smooth, Olivia. Way to make yourself look like even more of an idiot. “I mean it must be hard for you both with you gone all the time.”

“Come again?”

“Your girlfriend back in Maryland. Is it hard for her when you travel?”

“Why do you think I have a girlfriend?” he asked.

Well damn, I didn’t know what to say now.

“The girl you talked to on the phone, Bella. She told you she loved you, and you said it back,” I explained.

“Arabella is my baby sister,” he huffed, his face hardening. “What kind of man do you take me for? Do you think I would’ve taken you into a shower and washed you if I had a woman? Or I would’ve spent the last two nights in bed with you wrapped in my arms. And if that wasn’t enough, you think I would jerk off thinking about you if I had a woman I loved waiting for me at home? The fuck, Olivia? And let’s not forget I was willing to quit my job and go on the run to keep you safe.”

Holy shit, he was beyond pissed.

“I wasn’t thinking.”

“No, tesorino, you weren’t.”

He rolled to his back, threw one arm over his head and stared at the ceiling. I had to make this right.

“I’m sorry,” I started. “I didn’t think about the shower in the basement. I figured that was…I don’t know, you helping a scared victim you had rescued.”

“You figured wrong. I don’t make it a habit of showering with women. We already discussed the victim statement. I apologized for that. We gonna rehash that, too?”

Whoa. I knew I’d screwed up, but he was over-the-top mad.

“I’m trying to apologize here. I’ve spent the last few weeks locked in a room, having to pee a few feet from where I slept, I was woken up every morning by being kicked in the stomach. I was told repeatedly I was going to die. Then I get rescued only to find out my father’s not dead, but the Attorney General of the United States and someone kidnapped me because he has someone they want back. Oh, and now that person wants to kill me if my new daddy doesn’t deliver.” I was on a roll, I might as well let it all hang out. I closed my eyes and rushed the rest out. “Then I go on the run with a man that is by and far the hottest man I’ve ever laid eyes on. Only he doesn’t like to speak to me. Which honestly worked out well considering the moment I saw him I felt an instant unexplainable and probably unhealthy attachment to him. I’m sorry I am not thinking clearly. I don’t think you’re that kind of man. Frankly, I didn’t believe you were…you know…in the shower. I thought you were testing me to see if I would try something with you even though I knew you had a woman.”

I braved opening my eyes and was shocked to see Leo’s smug grin.

“So, when you saw me get out of the shower with my cock hard enough to hammer nails, you thought what? I always sport wood?” Leo laughed.

Jerk.

“After everything I said, you want to discuss your…thing?” I huffed.

“Well given the opportunity, yea, I’d like to address my cock first. Though I don’t think it’s ever been called a thing before.”

“I wasn’t thinking about why your cock was hard, you ass. I was too in shock at the size of it. Honestly, my first thought was you had to be a virgin because there is no way that it would fit in a woman.”

“Oh baby, I can assure it’ll fit, nice and snug and make you scream. And please don’t say the word cock again,” he groaned.

“Why not, you call it that?”