“But?” I prompted.
“No buts,” he promised. “I just always wish for more time with you, is all.”
My muscles relaxed, relieved at his statement. “You could always ask for some.”
Leo returned my smile. “I know.”
“You know, but you don’t,” I teased. “You’re -as Grace would say - chicken.”
He chuckled. “I’m not. I just don’t want-”
“To ruin things, I know,” I cut in. “But maybe we should. Maybe that’s our problem. We’re so afraid to ruin stuff that nothing ever happens.”
I felt invigorated, suddenly. Now that I knew his true feelings and I accepted mine, I didn’t want us to waste more time because of second-guessing.
He made a noise, indicating he was impressed. “You talk a big talk, Kira. Will you be able to back it up?”
“Depends on what backing it up entails.” I didn’t mean for it to sound dirty, but the grin on Leo’s face made me reevaluate my tone. “You know what I meant.”
He bit his lip and nodded. “I know. I also know how you sound when you’re ready to back it up.”
My laugh sounded like a dying horse. “Oh, really?”
“Really,” Leo confirmed. “I thought about it a lot after.”
“I’m sure you did.” My face was burning as I recalled his hands on my ass.
“Tell you what, give me some time,” he told me. “I’ll take you somewhere where we won’t be interrupted, okay?”
“Where?” My nerves tingled with excitement.
“So it’s something you’d definitely be interested in?”
I swallowed my laugh and nodded. “Of course. I just called you chicken for not asking me earlier.”
“Okay, then.” He grinned. “I’ll make reservations. Be sure to wear something comfortable.”
