“Just put them on.”
“Now?”
“Sure, why not? TheyareChristmas pajamas.”
“I’m sorry, but I’m not wearing these. Especially not in front of you.” He shoved the pajamas back into the box.
“The old Leo wouldn’t have thought twice about putting them on and strutting his stuff.”
“Then clearly the old Leo was stupidly in love and would’ve done anything to make his stellar girlfriend happy.”
She bit her lower lip. “C’mon please, put them on.” She plucked them out of the box and shoved them toward him.
He tilted his head and puffed his cheeks out. “Fine,” he said, exhaling.
“Yay.” She clapped her hands.
“But,” he said in warning, “you’re not allowed to take pictures of me in this. And I wouldn’t hate it if you were the one to take it off me.” He winked and started unzipping his pants.
“Wait. What are you doing?”
“What does it look like? Putting on the pj’s like you wanted.”
“But not out here. In my parent’s living room.”
“Oh, now you don’t want me to put them on?” he teased.
“I thought you’d put them on in the bathroom or over your clothes or something.”
“What’s the big deal? Everyone’s sleeping. You afraid someone’s gonna wake up?”
She pressed her fingers to her chest. “Me? Why would I be afraid? You’re the one who would be getting undressed and putting on those silly pj’s.”
“Look at you. You’re blushing.” He snickered, twirling a finger in her face. “You just don’t want me to get undressed because you know I’ll be too tempting to resist?”
She laughed, playing off her attraction and pushing his finger out of her face. “No. I hate to break it to you, but giant pink bunnies just don’t do it for me.”
“Oh, we’ll just see about that.” Gathering the hem of his shirt, he pulled it over his head and tossed it next to her on the couch.
Her wandering eyes couldn’t refrain from traveling up the length of his torso and admiring the smooth skin over rippling abs. She swallowed. “Wha-what are you doing? Seriously, my parents are right upstairs.”
He began shimmying out of his jeans. “I’m calling your bluff.”
“Fine,” although she could hear the uncertainty in her voice. “Go for it.”
Thankfully, Leo stopped undressing when he reached his black boxer briefs. He stood before her, stepping into the pink bunny pajamas. Those few seconds were long enough for her to get a full view of his sexy body and to cause her own to hum with desire.
Dressed in the onesie, he slid the zipper up, but only part of the way, leaving a tantalizing sliver of his bare chest showing. He totally did that on purpose. Well played, Leo Hoffman.
“Well?” With his arms held at his sides, he spun, giving her a full view of him in the silly onesie, complete with a hood and bunny ears.
“Well,” she repeated.
He grinned, brows raised. “I’m still hot, right?”
She threw her hands up. “Yep, you got me. Okay? I’m attracted to men in pink bunny pajamas.”
He gave a mirthless laugh. “Hopefully not all men. Hopefully only one.” Pulling the hood off his head, he took her hands in his and swooped her into his arms, pulling her in close and sliding his lips onto hers, kissing her long and hard.
