I shrug my shoulders. “She said I’ll be needing this since I’ll be alone for a while.” I extend the box out to him when his frown deepens. “You can open it.”
He grabs the box. It looks so small in his hands compared to mine. It’s not my fault he’s a giant. His fingers rip the bubblegum-pink wrapping paper off of the box, throwing it behind him. I frown as I peek at the paper. I have to pick that up later. If I wasn’t so interested in what he was holding, I would scold him and slap the back of his neck for littering.
I glance at him and find him staring down at the box, wide-eyed. When I peek over, my jaw drops as I stare at my present.
What the hell?I’m mortified. I feel like running away while screaming.Why the hell did this have to be opened with Leonidas around?
Please, someone, dig my grave. I’m coming in earlier than expected.
I’ve never seen someone focus harder on an object than Leonidas is at this moment. He stares down at the vibrator with confusion, lust, and denial.
“Why would your best friend buy you a vibrator?”
I snatch it away with a squeak, hiding it behind my back. I swallow hard. “How am I supposed to know what possessed her when she bought this?” I stutter.
He takes a step closer. “You would have had to say something,” he replies strongly.
I shake my head rapidly, and he runs a hand down his face.
“I wasn’t supposed to get a boner right before we left for dinner,” he mumbles more to himself, and my eyes shift downward.
He’s definitely right. The bulge that is strained against the material of his pants is huge. It makes me swallow hard.
He curses under his breath while turning his back to me. I watch as his hands readjust himself.
“I’ll meet you in the car, Trinity. Just need to take care of something real quick.” He groans before walking back toward his house.
Okay then …
I lock the front door with my purse over my shoulder. I walk over toward his car. Opening the door, I wait for him. He comes back outside five minutes later. As he enters the car, I can’t help but stare at him with amusement.
“What?” he questions while putting the car in reverse. Placing a hand on the back of my headrest, he stares behind him as he presses the gas pedal.
I tap his thigh once we’re driving down the road at a fast pace. “Good to know your right arm is stronger than your left now.”
He sends me a glare that makes me chuckle.
I shrug my shoulders with a smile and look straight ahead.
“Trin, I would stop if I were you,” he warns. His voice deep with authority.
I don’t know what this guy does to me, but whenever he’s around, I get confidence. I want to tease him and rile him up, just like he does to me.
“You were probably jacking off to the thought of me.” I hum and laugh softly. He doesn’t utter a single word as I keep teasing. “Did you moan my name while coming?”
His knuckles turn white due to his death grip on the steering wheel. He flexes his jaw and stares straight ahead. As I’m about to open my mouth to tease him further, he beats me to it. “This street seems pretty quiet. Don’t make me pull over. Or do you want me to make you loudly scream my name in the town center? Knowing everyone's watching you come beneath me in this car?”
I clench my thighs together and glance out of the window. Damn … he’ll always win verbal fights.
His husky, deep chuckle makes me nervous.
Placing his hand on my thigh, he squeezes. “Cat got your tongue now?”
Yes, Leonidas … are you happy? You won.
I’ll never admit that to him. His ego is big enough.
“One look at your face, and I can tell you’re trying not to jump me right now,” he points out, and I roll my eyes.
