“And why not a hotel?” I cross my arms, steeling myself against him.
Leo crosses his arms, moving in closer to me. “You’re ready to pay for a hotel for the next few weeks?”
Damn it. The apartment was paid for by the company. I don’t know if I’m ready to take on that cost. “I’ll make it work.”
“Stop being stubborn. I have the room, and you need a place to stay. Besides, what if it takes longer? Are you ready to have a baby in a hotel room?”
“Shit.” Leo quirks a perfectly manicured brow in my direction. Damn it, why does he have to be so good-looking? And right?
“Are you able to go in and get some things?” Leo doesn’t look away from me.
“They said we could go in, but only for a few minutes,” Eve answers.
“That settles it.” Leo starts to walk away, but I stop him with a hand to the forearm.
“No, it doesn’t. Why can’t I get another apartment?”
Leo’s jaw tics. “We have a contract with this building. It’s not as simple as getting another apartment. Any other argument?”
“Can I stay with you if Reagan doesn’t?” Eve’s eyes give Leo a long once-over.
“Sorry. Offer is for the woman who is pregnant with my baby.”
“Ohh. This is who the father is? Nice work, dear.”
“If I say yes, can we leave?” I can’t handle being here. We were up early for the meeting, and now dealing with this headache is exhausting me. I don’t have the wherewithal to find a hotel tonight, so the only solution is to stay with Leo, as much as I don’t want to.
“Let’s grab your stuff.” Leo puts a warm hand on my lower back, guiding me to the entrance. I fight my reaction to him, annoyance still pulsing through me. At Leo. At this night. At no longer having an apartment. At having to rely on Leo in my desperate hour of need.
What am I getting myself into?
“Here’s the guest room.Bathroom is through there. Make yourself at home.” Leo’s voice is kind as he sets my bag down on the bed. All my belongings reduced down to one bag. Everything else was ruined by water.
I sit on the bed in a huff. “Thanks, Leo.”
“Can I get you anything?”
“No.” The view of the harbour is beautiful, but I barely notice. My mind keeps spinning with everything that is going wrong in my life right now. I shouldn’t be complaining. I have a roof over my head and a steady job. But my year abroad is nothing like I thought it would be.
“Reagan? Are you okay?” The tenderness in Leo’s voice does me in.
“No! No, I’m not okay!” I snap. “I was supposed to have this amazing year abroad and sleep with a Hemsworth brother, but no! Instead, I got knocked up by the first guy I slept with and can’t do anything on my Australia bucket list.”
“Aren’t all the Hemsworth brothers married?” Leo looks confused.
“That’s not the point!” I’m pacing the room. I dig the heels of my palms into my eyes. “Nothing is going to plan. This was supposed to be my best year yet, and now I’m homeless and pregnant. And getting no action whatsoever.”
“Is that what you need?” Leo crosses the room in two strides. His long legs eat up the distance between us. “You need a man to make you feel better?”
His pec muscles are flexing under his shirt, stretching across his amazing chest. My mouth goes dry at the near contact. “Would it make you feel better to be under me? Would that be a good stress reliever for you?”
A single finger trails down my arm, and goosebumps break out in its path. I’m still reacting to him. I want him with an ache I shouldn’t feel. Instead of denying myself this man, I give in to it. To this need that’s been pulsing through me for longer than I care to admit.
I pounce on him, crushing my lips to his. They move under mine, opening to me. My tongue glides along his, swallowing his groan. Leo hardens against me as he walks us back to the bed. My knees hit the bed, sinking to the soft duvet.
“I thought this wasn’t part of the plan,” Leo whispers against my lips.
I fist my hands in his shirt. “Screw the plan. I wasn’t supposed to get pregnant, and yet here I am.”
