[Leo’s POV]
I lean over in the direction that Rue has given and then pull open the drawer specified.
Inside there is a box of opened condoms and I immediately feel a wave of irritation over seeing them.
“Who?” I hiss, trying not to picture another man f*****g Rue. “Who did you use these with?”
At my words, a small giggle escapes Rue and when our eyes meet, hers sparkle with mischief.
“Is it funny to you?” I ask. “When we had unfinished business, you’ve been…”
“No one.”
Rue’s words are firm and they bring me a wave of relief, but that relief is quickly squashed as I try not to think about her suffering.
“Why is it open?”
I know that I shouldn’t be asking such questions given our current positions, but I can’t stop myself. Just the thought of another bastard touching her drives me c
