Set Free by the Bad Boy (The Billionaire's Touch, #6) by Evelyn Glass

Set Free by the Bad Boy (The Billionaire's Touch, #6) by Evelyn Glass

Author:Evelyn Glass
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: billionaire interracial romance, dark romance, secret baby romance, second chance heist romance, wealthy urban romance, bad boy romance, reunion romance
Publisher: eBook Publishing World
Published: 2017-12-08T00:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER 8

They sat in the penthouse — Zoey, Alex, and Leo — and studiously worked at getting very, very drunk. Alex and Leo told stories of Claire, when she’d been a baby, when they’d babysat her as teenagers, when Leo had threatened a boyfriend of hers into both an apology to Claire and some variety of public humiliation that they were laughing too hard to really convey. Zoey let them, laughing when they laughed and holding hands when they cried, embracing the spirit of the girl with all of her heart.

When there were no more stories, but they were all far too miserable to sleep — and Leo was far too drunk to drive, or even really safely navigate the stairs — the three of them curled up on the couch and found the worst movies possible to watch, mocking them Mystery Science Theater style. Alex pulled Zoey into his lap, his arms circled around her, and part of her delighted in it. It was the most affectionate he’d really been since the night of the accident. Sure, there’d been sex, but affection and closeness, those had been understandably lacking.

Leo was watching them with what she could only term as envy. Her drunkenness had faded into a mild buzz, and she could see the heat in his eyes. She glanced at her lover, saw the same heat mirrored there, and saw his slight nod, granting her permission to play. It wasn’t anything they’d talked about before, but she had a sudden yearning for something bigger, something bolder than they’d done before. Something to make Alex remember that he was alive. Maybe he wanted that, too.

She stretched out her legs a little, letting her bare toes brush against Leo’s thigh. The men were still in their suit pants, though they’d long lost their coats and ties and unbuttoned their shirts by a few buttons. She’d shed her stockings, but she still wore the black sweater and knee length skirt that she’d worn at the funeral. “And what about you?” She asked Leo, as if she were continuing a conversation they’d been having for days, not one that had only existed in her mind. “Do you have anyone special in your life right now?”

His eyes locked onto the slow motion of her toes for a moment, dragging along the seam of his pants, and then he shook his head without lifting his gaze. “No. I do not.” He seemed to tear his eyes away then and gave Zoey a smile that she could only describe as shy. “Is it too forward of me to say that I am glad?”

“Not if that’s how you feel,” She said. She shifted slightly on Alex’s lap and was rewarded with a soft exhale from him and the feeling of him swelling against her hip.

Leo’s eyes focused over her shoulder on Alex for a moment. “May I tell her the game we used to play in college, moy drug.”

Alex barely hesitated before he said, “Yes,” the word a whisper against the suddenly sensitive skin of her neck.



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