Chapter Fifteen

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

LEIGH: Stop texting my friends.

LUCA: They’re my friends too.

LEIGH: Not when it comes to me, they’re not

LUCA: Why? I’m curious. Did they tell you to take me up on my offer?

LEIGH: No. They told me Donatis shouldn’t be allowed to touch such a pretty pussy.

LUCA: *gasp* She talks dirty.

LEIGH: eye roll emoji You know what I’m capable of.

LUCA: I do. It’s my favorite memory to jerk off to.

LEIGH: And you had to go and ruin the moment.

LUCA: You’re saying you don’t think about that night?

LEIGH: Even if I do, a lady doesn’t kiss and tell.

LUCA: So you do think about it.

LUCA: What’s your favorite part?

LUCA: Mine is a tie between you on your knees with my cock between those pretty little lips of yours, and you telling me exactly how you wanted me to fuck you.

LEIGH: LUCA!

LUCA: What? I already told you, Little Thief, I’m done pretending I don’t want you in my bed.

LEIGH: Zach comes first, remember?

LUCA: No, you come first. Always.

LUCA: But if you must know, this is one hundred percent me thinking of Zach first. Not while you’re coming, of course, but if we give this a shot then it’s really what’s best for him. He gets two parents who love him.

LEIGH: It’s not that simple.

LUCA: It really is, but I know I’ve got more groveling and explaining to do. So you’ve got some time to consider my offer.

LEIGH: eye roll emoji

LEIGH: What’s the plan for today? I need to know what to pack for Zach.

LUCA: How does Zach feel about Santa?

LEIGH: He likes the idea of him, but I think the beard freaks him out. Which is ironic, considering he’s a social butterfly with everyone else.

LUCA: Noted. I’ll make sure I shave.

LEIGH: You don’t have to do that.

LUCA: Fine. I’ll keep it short. I know you like the scruff.

LUCA: Ice skating?

LEIGH: A toddler on a hard surface and knives on our feet. Sounds fun.

LUCA: Okay, maybe next year on skating. Holt will be so disappointed.

LUCA: Ornament painting?

LEIGH: How long is the list of things you thought up for today’s outing?

LUCA: Infinite.

LEIGH: Painting is fine.

LUCA: Christmas Market downtown?

LEIGH: Yes.

LUCA: Baking cookies?

LEIGH: No eating the cookie dough.

LUCA: Spoil Sport.

LUCA: Fine.

LEIGH: So plan for indoors and outdoors.

LUCA: Straight and to the point. Yes.

LEIGH: Okay we’ll be ready in about twenty.

LUCA: Perfect.

LUCA: There’s a travel mug of coffee on the island with your name on it.

LEIGH: Thank you.

LUCA: Damn. I like it when you do that.

LEIGH: What? Thank you?

LUCA: Yeah. Last night it made my dick hard too. Maybe I have a praise kink.

LEIGH: Want me to tell you you’re a good boy?

LUCA: Maybe later. If you do that now, I’m going to have to take another shower or risk the guys seeing just how turned on I am.

LEIGH: But you’re such a good fucking boy, thinking of me, making me my coffee. I’m a lucky girl.

LUCA: I hate you.

LEIGH: Enjoy your shower.