“What am I doing here?” Leila asked again, slowly taking her time to let each word slide through. She was scared of what her mind told her. His eyes showed a slight hint of his intentions and she was not ready for any of that, not now and hopefully not ever.
“I promised you I was going to deal with you, right?” Dante answered and walked closer to her, as she took steps backward.
“Do not play with me, Dante. I want to go to my room. I want no part in whatever ideas you have in your head.”
“But I want a part” Lisa butted in. Leila had to clear her head to get back in line. Her eyes darted back to him and then she was reminded that he was still naked. She quickly looked away.
“Don’t be like that, Leila, everything you see here is yours, from head to toe. You have every right to look.” At
