calling me an eleven. There is absolutely no way in which I am perfect. Especially not in the looks department.
“So it’s my perfect tits and ass that have you all hot and bothered.”
“Among other things.” There’s a twinkle in his eyes that I’ve never seen before. One that makes me incredibly nervous. It’s a twinkle that says he wants more than just my body.
When a serious-looking waiter stops at our table to take our orders Leo asks for prime rib rare. I opt for lobster and Leo immediately asks if I’ll give him a bite.
“I guess. Why didn’t you order it? You can get surf and turf.”
He shrugs. “I’ve never had it before.”
I raise an eyebrow. “Seriously?”
“I grew up in the desert. In the barrio. Not a place you find much lobster.”
“You definitely need to try it,” I tell him. “Do you still live in Arizona?”
He laughs. “Technically I don’t live anywhere.”
“What does that mean?”
“Xander and I used to have an apartment in Mesa, not that far from where we grew up. We let the lease go after we were on the road a while. It was a waste of money because we were never there. Now when we’re not on the road, we usually crash at Rayne’s place because we’re working on new material.”
“Where do you keep all of your stuff?”
He shakes his head. “I don’t have any stuff. Just some clothes and my bike. That’s it.”
“Seriously? No old high school yearbooks or family photos?”
Laughing he says, “I barely made it out of high school. And I skipped school the day they took the photos so I wasn’t even in the yearbook. Not that anyone would miss me. I spent most of my time playing guitar and drinking instead of going to class. And if you grew up in a family like mine you wouldn’t want any family photos.”
Leo’s confession makes me a little sad. As hard as things have been with my parents recently I still like looking at my family photo albums every once in a while.
“So you don’t have anything but the clothes on your back?” I’m still having a hard time fathoming someone not owning anything.
“I do have a deformed orange that this superhot chick gave me. I keep it on my dresser.”
“You do not…”
“I really do.”
“When I got kicked out of my apartment I had to scrape together the last of my savings to rent a small storage unit for all of my shit. I’ve got three months paid for and hopefully it’s enough time to make enough money to get my own place again.”
“Or you could just stay with me.”
I laugh. “You just admitted you don’t even have your own place. You’re inviting me to stay with you at Nic’s place?”
He shrugs. “I’m not against getting a place if there’s a reason to get one.”
“And I’m a reason?” When our eyes meet the electricity exchanged between us is almost overpowering.
“You’re one of the only reasons.”
“I think we need to get to know each other a lot better first.”
“I’ll take what I can get…for now.”
I want to ask him what he means by for now , but he looks so serious it sends a shiver right through me.
I breathe a small sigh of relief when our meals are served and it takes the spotlight off of the two of us and any future Leo thinks we might have together. My only future right now is one day at a time and making sure I don’t take a drink of alcohol.
“Remember that you promised to give me a bite of your lobster.” When Leo licks his lips I get the feeling my lobster isn’t the only thing he wants a taste of.
I place a small piece of the crustacean on my fork and try to hand it to him, but he shakes his head.
“I thought you wanted to try it.”
“I do.” He opens his mouth.
“That’s how you want to play this?”
“Definitely.”
I shove the forkful of food into his mouth in the least sexy way possible.
Once he chews and swallows he says, “It’s good. Maybe you’ll feed me something else later.”
I gulp. All I can
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