“Shh!” Amelia says, and the bathroom door closes, muffling their voices.
“They’re freaking out, aren’t they?” his voice, husky and rich with sleep, says from beside me.
Nodding my head, I smile when he kisses my forehead. “Your brother is currently in the bathroom, blowing his nose, because he breathed in our sex air.”
Leonidas muffles his laugh in his pillow, which speeds up my heart at the sight. He’s so adorable.
I run my hand through his messy, sexy hair as he jokes, “That weirdo.”
Moving closer to him, I rest my head against his forearm. “To be fair, if I found out someone had sex in the same room as me, I would freak out too. We probably shouldn’t have done that.”
Leaning on his side, he mumbles against my temple, “Ditto.”
Leonidas is silent for a moment and then lets out a deep breath. “I can’t say I regret it. Watching you take control like that? I’ll forever remember that.” He has a stupid smirk on his face as I slap his side.
“Shut up,” I mumble, embarrassed by my action.
Leonidas pecks my bare shoulder with a shit-eating grin. “I’m just teasing you. I love seeing you blush.”
I glare at him. “Want me to punch you in the face?”
He bursts out laughing, showing off the dimples that I love dearly.
“I love these,” I say and place my finger where one indent lies.
He stops smiling on purpose. My hand lightly slaps his cheek, and I smile in response. He laughs softly.
“Why are you so cute?” His hands find my hips as he smiles fondly at me.
“I fucking hate you,” Elijah yells before I can respond. “I blew my fucking nose until it started bleeding because you horndogs couldn’t keep it together for a night.”
I lie there, still against Leonidas. The covers hide away anything that Elijah and Amelia shouldn’t see.
Smirking over at his brother, he shrugs his shoulders. “I had to make love to my girlfriend, Elijah. That’s what you do when you love someone.”
Amelia runs into the room, her mouth dropped open in shock. Her messy blonde hair falls in her face, blocking her beautiful eyes. “Did you saymake love?” Squealing, she runs over to my side of the bed. Gripping my face in the palms of her hands, she jumps up and down. “My brother is capable of loving! Let’s throw a party, everyone!”
If I wasn’t naked under these sheets, I would laugh and tease Leonidas along with her. But I’m one hundred percent naked and feeling really exposed with the two of them in the room.
I glance over at Leonidas while his sister jumps in joy.
He interrupts Amelia’s party when he sees the discomfort in my eyes. “Mind getting out, so we can find our clothes?”
A laugh leaves my mouth as Amelia glares over at her brother. Giving him the finger, she scolds, “Now, whose problem is that?”
I love her.
Elijah follows her out of the room, but not before copying his sister’s lead and sticking up his finger as well. I flinch when I hear the door slam. Leonidas’s finger hooks around my chin, lightly pulling it in his direction, and my eyes find his.
“He’s playing. You know that, right?”
I nod my head. “I know, Leonidas,” I confirm when I see he doesn’t buy my bullshit. Sitting up, I grip the sheets as I pull them over my body, hiding me from Leonidas’s view. “The anxiety makes me take everything worse than it actually is. I overthink all the time.”
Anxiety sucks. It never truly goes away. It’s like a shadow. It’s always there, but it dims at times. When it comes, it comes full force. So, I can’t help but look at situations differently than other people.
He pulls my head down by the back of my neck and gives me a slow kiss. “I know, my love. Don’t worry. I understand you. Just know that Elijah would never yell at you. He loves you.”
A few moments later, we get out of bed. I wrap my black bedsheet around my body as I walk toward my dresser. My hands fiddle with my clothes, but I turn when I don’t hear Leonidas moving around anymore behind me. I watch him with curious eyes as he stares down at the bed.
