“You are no longer needed,” Leo says mildly. “You can leave.”
Her eyes go wide. “Are… are you sure?”
“B-but, I was thinking we could—”
Leo starts to say, “I said you can—” but before he can finish his thought, I’m jumping off the bed and hissing, “Are you deaf? He said you can leave.”
All eyes turn to me. My chest is heaving against the sheets I have held to cover up my nakedness and my hair is sticking to the sweat at the back of my neck. I feel slightly unhinged, and only when I see the slow smirk on Leo’s face do I realize that that’s probably exactly what he was after.
Endless f*****g mind games. I hate it. I hate him.
But I’m in far too deep to turn back now.
Jaime looks back and forth between Leo and me for a while. Then, with a clench of her jaw, she turns to leave.
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