Chapter 25
Leila and I settle into the back of the car.
“Yours or mine? Or do we go our separate ways for the night?” I ask her.
“Yours,” Leila says without hesitation, as though it was always a done deal that she would come back to mine tonight.
“Getting used to certain luxuries?” I joke, after I’ve asked the driver to take us to my house.
“More like addicted to your company.” Leila slips a hand between my thighs—high enough to make all my nerve endings stand to attention, but not touching me too inappropriately yet.
With the press of a button, I close the tinted glass panel that separates the driver’s seat from the back.
“I like Vivian and Jade,” Leila says. “Thank you for taking me to meet them.” Her hand snakes up a little.
“What are you do—”
Leila doesn’t wait for me to finis
