“Get the f**k over here now!” Jack’s voice sounded through the phone and Leo sighed out.
The second f*****g time Jack was calling him while he was still debating staying here in Amara’s bed or getting out before he started doing stupid things.
Amara turned to look at him, her eyes peering at his face like she was trying to read him. He finally switched off the call and sighed out.
“Who was that?” she asked softly.
“Someone,” he muttered.
Amara rolled her eyes. “I guess you won’t tell me then,” she said, turning her face away like she was done asking questions.
Leo sighed, leaning down and bringing his lips to hers on the bed, silencing her doubts with a kiss. She kissed him back, needy and soft, and he almost forgot why the f**k Jack had been blowing up his phone in the first place.
