Leopold: Part Three by Ember Casey, Renna Peak Read Free Book Online

you. It was very, very good sex, was it not?”
    “That’s not the point.”
    “But it was, wasn’t it?”
    She fights a smile, even through her embarrassment. “Maybe.”
    “Just maybe ?”
    “All right! It was really good sex. Amazing, mind-blowing sex. Are you happy now?”
    “I’ll be even happier when we do it again.”
    She doesn’t even try to hide her smile this time. “Forget insufferable—you’re insatiable. ”
    “Why, thank you,” I say. “I—” I jerk to a stop.
    We’ve just turned onto Elle’s street, and my eyes go immediately to a large, white van driving toward us.
    “What is it?” Elle asks. “What’s wrong?”
    “We have to get to your house,” I say. “ Now. ” I grab her hand and move quickly down the sidewalk. I was hoping we had more time, but I was wrong. We shouldn’t have left the house. And we definitely shouldn’t have allowed ourselves to take our sweet time getting back.
    “What’s going on?” she demands.
    My eyes go back to the van. “They’ve found us.”
    “Who’s found us?”
    “The media. Recognize the logo on that van? They’re from that big celebrity gossip show.”
    She stumbles. “What do we—”
    “We get back to your house. If they’re here, the others aren’t going to be far behind.” I squeeze her hand. “Run. Now.”

Elle
    W e bolt the rest of the way to my house, Leo almost dragging me by my arm. As we reach the door, another van pulls up, then another and another.
    My hands are trembling, and I can’t seem to make them work well enough to unlock the door. Leo pries the keyring from my fingers, turning the key in the lock before he pushes me inside.
    He slams the door behind me, bolting it closed. He looks down at the keys in his hand for a moment before he slowly turns to me.
    I snatch the keyring from him, shoving it into my bag. The silence between us is almost too much for me to bear, but I don’t know what to say to him. It’s not like I’ve had to deal with the media before, and I know whatever I ask him is going to sound pretty dumb.
    After I set my purse down, I realize the bag with the boxes of condoms is still dangling from my arm and I set them down, too.
    What the hell are we doing?
    My cheeks burn at the sudden realization that the footsteps we heard might have been someone from the press. For all I know, they might have snapped pictures of us while we were… My God. Did I really just have sex in public?
    I don’t know what’s come over me. I have no idea why this is happening— I don’t do this . The new Elle—the one who picked up and moved seven thousand miles away to rebuild her life— does not lose control of herself over a man .
    There’s no way this is going to end well. Even if I do allow myself to enjoy the moment—to let myself have a little fun— I am the one who will end up hurt. Leo doesn’t get hurt. He doesn’t let his “relationships” go on long enough to cause him any amount of grief.
    He’s the exact opposite of me . At least as far as emotional involvement goes.
    I shouldn’t let this go any further, even if I have had the best sex of my life with him. That’s all this relationship is—sex. It’s not like it will ever be anything more than that—at least for him—and it’s best if we end it now. There’s no doubt it’s still going to hurt like a motherfucker when he leaves me again, but I’ll get over it. The longer he stays, the more difficult it’s going to be for me.
    “Leo, I—”
    “Well, now that we’re going to be here for the foreseeable future, aren’t you glad we bought the extra supplies ?” He grins, lifting a brow suggestively.
    “What…?” My eyes dart to the door, then the closed curtains, before my gaze turns back to his. “What exactly do you mean by foreseeable future ?”
    He shrugs, walking past me into the dining room. He turns back to look at me, extending a hand. “What does it matter? We’re here together. We have enough supplies for the