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I glanced up at the ceiling. “She never liked going up into the attic because of the spiders, so that’s an option. Also, I’d never search for it in my room.”

He narrowed his eyes. “Let’s look through your room before we brave the spiders.”

* * *

In my bedroom, we opened the drawers, searched under the bed, in the closet, and in the cabinets, but there was no sign of my laptop, Corrine’s diary, or any of the incriminating items Ashely claimed to possess.

Leopold blew out a long breath. “Did your father have a raincoat? I’m going to need it for the attic.”

“Wait a minute.” I stood over my bed, threw aside the pillows, peeled back the covers, duvet, and sheets.

“What are you doing?” asked Leopold.

“Two years ago, Mom bought us both thick toppers for our mattresses.” I yanked off the four inches of microfiber to reveal the original mattress. What if she—”

“Placed the stash in between the mattresses?” Leopold ran out into the hallway. “I’ll check her room.”

A moment later, he strolled in holding my laptop, Corrine’s diary, another leather-bound book, and a thick, manilla folder labeled BRITTAS. “Tada!”

Triumph burst through my chest. “Fantastic!”

Leopold licked his lips. “Now that we’ve gotten to the end of the treasure hunt, how about we shake the sheets before we head back to the academy?”

I glanced at the strewn sheets and pillows. “Oh, you mean tidying up?”

His lips spread into a smile. “Actually, I was referring to my hard cock, but we can put the sheets back on the bed first.”

Chapter 23

Leopold placed the items he had collected from Corrine’s room onto my little, wooden desk and advanced toward me. Butterflies took flight in my belly, awakening my slumbering core. I stepped back and lowered myself onto the edge of my bed.

My mouth dried. “I have a confession.”

“Father Leopold will grant you absolution for any sin.”

I swept my gaze down his broad, athletic body. I’d seen him in various states of undress on dozens of occasions, but none compared to that first time. He had been magnificent. A blond stallion I had thought would be unobtainable. But here he was, prowling towards me with a thick erection bulging through his pants.

Right now, I didn’t want to think about Geraldine, who had knelt in front of him and taken him in his mouth, so I skipped ahead to the second time I’d seen him naked.

I licked my lips. “That day in the swimming block changing rooms—”

“You were tempted. I saw it in your eyes.”

“I want you to show me exactly how things would have played out if I’d taken you up on your offer.”

“You want the big dipper?”

I reached out and ran the tip of my finger along the long bulge. “All of it.”

Leopold grinned. “Then you will have its full, celestial glory.”

Core thrumming with excitement, I drew back and rested my hands on the mattress. “You walked into the changing room and stripped off.”

Without revealing much flesh, Leopold unbuttoned his shirt and pulled off his tie. “Did that turn you on?”

“More than you can imagine.” I peeled off my blazer and tie, fumbled over my buttons, and stripped myself to the waist.

Leopold’s brows rose. “Eager for me, Wills?”