Page 8 of Rough Heat


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Josh bit his lip, looking at Leo. “Do you think that was good? For the heat, I mean.”

Leo nodded. “Uh, yeah. I would say so.”

He sat up shakily, tamping down the urge to reach for them again, to give in to the want running rampant inside him.

He was there for a job, though. It wasn’t about what Leo wanted.

Damon ran his hand through his hair. “Should we…how about a movie?”

“Sure,” Leo said. Anything to lower his heart rate.

Not that ending up cuddled on the couch with the two of them did much to dampen the need for touch, but it soothed something else—the desire to just be close to them.

Something deep in Leo’s gut was telling him he was in trouble…he just didn’t know why.

Or how to stop it.

***

“Ow, you fuck,” Leo complained as Rose tripped him on the way to the kitchen like the annoying big sister she was.

“You deserve it,” she teased.

“For what?”

“Your face, ugly.”

“Urgh, I hate you. Oh, get me one of those, will you?” Leo said, flopping onto the couch.

Rose looked at the two beers in her hands. “Who the fuck do you think this second one is for? The pope?”

“I hear he likes wine, actually.”

Rose rolled her eyes, uncapping the drinks and taking them back to the living room. “Stop avoiding my question. Did you get rid of that client?”

“Yes, Rose, Jesus.”

Rose squinted at him suspiciously. “You’re keeping something from me. You’re all…shifty and shit.”

Leo let out an explosive sigh. “You’re so annoying.”

“Did something happen again? Did someone—”

“No. Dude. Chill.”

“Then what is it?”

“Argh—it’s literally nothing. Got some new clients—a couple—and, I dunno. They’re…interesting.”

“Interesting how?”

“It’s an Alpha-Omega pair, and they need help with the Omega’s heat. He has some sort of disorder, like—”

“Hyperhitastia?”

Leo startled. “Yeah. You know about it?”

“Uh, yeah, idiot. I’m an Omega. Of course I know about it.”

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