Guarding His Heart
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“Lisa, really?” I sighed as I picked up my bag and walked to my room. Thank God, Leo hadn’t tried to come up with me. I couldn’t imagine the look on his face if he had seen this dump. He might have called off the friends with benefits plan right away.
“Sorry, Hannah.” Lisa followed me into my bedroom. “I’ll tidy up now. You know it will go a lot faster if you help me.”
“Are you joking?” I shook my head and turned to face her. “I just got back from a business trip. I don’t want to be cleaning up your mess. How many pizzas did you order?”
“Two.” She grinned. “Antonio gave me the rest for free.”
“What, why would Fakio do that?” I asked, surprised.
“Because he got to do me.” She grinned and my jaw dropped.
“You did not sleep with Fakio.” I asked shocked and she giggled.
“Yes, I did.” Her eyes lit up. “And let me tell you, Fakio has a Bronx accent when he cums.”
“Lisa,” I groaned. “I do not need to hear about what Fakio does when he has sex.”
“He has a crooked dick as well.” She laughed. “Have you ever had sex with a guy with a crooked dick? It’s amazing.”
“How crooked is crooked?” I laughed, suddenly feeling lightheaded and wanting to tell her about my adventures as well.
“Let’s just say that he could live on a cul-de-sac.”
“No way.” I shook my head as we walked back to the living room. “There’s no way his dick is that crooked.”
“Trust me, it was. And his tongue was long as well.” She walked into the kitchen and brought back some black garbage bags. “I’ve never come so much in my life.”
“Who knew Fakio had all that going for him?” I laughed and started picking up the trash.
“Not me.” Lisa giggled and paused. “But enough about my fabulous sex life, what went down with you and DiCaprio?”
“His name is Leo.” I rolled my eyes. “And let’s just say you’re not the only one that got laid last night.”
“What?” She screamed and dropped her bag as she ran over to me. “You did not sleep with your boss?”
“I did.” I nodded slowly and I could see the shock in her eyes. “And we’ve decided to be friends with benefits as well.”
“Get out of town.” Lisa collapsed on the couch and rubbed her hands in excitement. “Okay, I need details, lots and lots of details.”
“Fine.” I dropped my bag and sat down next to her. “Where should I start?” I laughed.
“First of all does he have a crooked penis?” Lisa asked and I laughed at her question.
“No,” I said slowly, “but he is known as ‘The Stallion’.” I sat back into the couch and grinned, warmth spreading through my body as I started to tell Lisa about the last couple of days. All of a sudden, the doubt and worry left me. Maybe I wouldn’t be cut out for friends with benefits, but at least I was going to try. If there was anyone I’d want to try it with, it was Leo Maxwell.
Chapter Eleven
Leo
To: Hannah Will
From: Leo Maxwell
Re: Emails aren’t texts
Hey,
What you doing right now?
Leo
I pressed send and waited for Hannah’s response. I lay back in bed and stared at my room in annoyance. I felt lonely and I was pissed. I never felt lonely. I didn’t do lonely. I heard the beep coming in quickly and grinned and opened my email. Hannah was fast! I saw a notification from American Express that my credit card bill had cut and sighed. It wasn’t her after all. I jumped out of bed and put my phone in my pocket as I made my way down to the kitchen and grabbed a beer and walked into the living room. I thought about calling Zane to see if he wanted to hang out, but I knew that if he was able to get away he’d just start talking about how great Lucky was. I didn’t need to be reminded once again that his life had changed and that he could no longer hang out and do the regular guy things we always used to do. It was his fault that I was bored.
Beep beep. I pulled my phone out slowly hoping not to get too excited this time. I grinned when I saw it was a reply from Hannah.
To: Leo Maxwell
From: Hannah Will
Re: Emails aren’t texts- so what?
I’m in bed watching TV and eating popcorn listening to my friend Lisa snoring. What does email not being texts have to do with anything?
I laughed as I thought about her friend snoring and I wondered if she knew that she snored as well.
To: Hannah Will
From: Leo Maxwell
Re: It matters because I’m not breaking the rules
What are you watching? What kind of popcorn. And did you know you snore as well. Also, where is Lisa sleeping? In your bed? If you say yes, I’ll be officially jealous.
I pressed send and waited.
To: Leo Maxwell
From: Hannah Will
Re: I do not snore
Yeah, she fell asleep while we were watching a movie called The Quiet One’s. We always watch horror movies together because we get scared. Btw, I do not snore. You do though. Big bear snores that keep me awake at night.
I grinned and pressed reply quickly.
To: Hannah Will
From: Leo Maxwell
Re: It’s not my snores that keep you awake
Never heard of that movie. Sounds boring. I’ll help keep you safe next time you want to watch a horror movie. What about the popcorn? Tell me and let me fantasize about having some.
“Sorry, Hannah.” Lisa followed me into my bedroom. “I’ll tidy up now. You know it will go a lot faster if you help me.”
“Are you joking?” I shook my head and turned to face her. “I just got back from a business trip. I don’t want to be cleaning up your mess. How many pizzas did you order?”
“Two.” She grinned. “Antonio gave me the rest for free.”
“What, why would Fakio do that?” I asked, surprised.
“Because he got to do me.” She grinned and my jaw dropped.
“You did not sleep with Fakio.” I asked shocked and she giggled.
“Yes, I did.” Her eyes lit up. “And let me tell you, Fakio has a Bronx accent when he cums.”
“Lisa,” I groaned. “I do not need to hear about what Fakio does when he has sex.”
“He has a crooked dick as well.” She laughed. “Have you ever had sex with a guy with a crooked dick? It’s amazing.”
“How crooked is crooked?” I laughed, suddenly feeling lightheaded and wanting to tell her about my adventures as well.
“Let’s just say that he could live on a cul-de-sac.”
“No way.” I shook my head as we walked back to the living room. “There’s no way his dick is that crooked.”
“Trust me, it was. And his tongue was long as well.” She walked into the kitchen and brought back some black garbage bags. “I’ve never come so much in my life.”
“Who knew Fakio had all that going for him?” I laughed and started picking up the trash.
“Not me.” Lisa giggled and paused. “But enough about my fabulous sex life, what went down with you and DiCaprio?”
“His name is Leo.” I rolled my eyes. “And let’s just say you’re not the only one that got laid last night.”
“What?” She screamed and dropped her bag as she ran over to me. “You did not sleep with your boss?”
“I did.” I nodded slowly and I could see the shock in her eyes. “And we’ve decided to be friends with benefits as well.”
“Get out of town.” Lisa collapsed on the couch and rubbed her hands in excitement. “Okay, I need details, lots and lots of details.”
“Fine.” I dropped my bag and sat down next to her. “Where should I start?” I laughed.
“First of all does he have a crooked penis?” Lisa asked and I laughed at her question.
“No,” I said slowly, “but he is known as ‘The Stallion’.” I sat back into the couch and grinned, warmth spreading through my body as I started to tell Lisa about the last couple of days. All of a sudden, the doubt and worry left me. Maybe I wouldn’t be cut out for friends with benefits, but at least I was going to try. If there was anyone I’d want to try it with, it was Leo Maxwell.
Chapter Eleven
Leo
To: Hannah Will
From: Leo Maxwell
Re: Emails aren’t texts
Hey,
What you doing right now?
Leo
I pressed send and waited for Hannah’s response. I lay back in bed and stared at my room in annoyance. I felt lonely and I was pissed. I never felt lonely. I didn’t do lonely. I heard the beep coming in quickly and grinned and opened my email. Hannah was fast! I saw a notification from American Express that my credit card bill had cut and sighed. It wasn’t her after all. I jumped out of bed and put my phone in my pocket as I made my way down to the kitchen and grabbed a beer and walked into the living room. I thought about calling Zane to see if he wanted to hang out, but I knew that if he was able to get away he’d just start talking about how great Lucky was. I didn’t need to be reminded once again that his life had changed and that he could no longer hang out and do the regular guy things we always used to do. It was his fault that I was bored.
Beep beep. I pulled my phone out slowly hoping not to get too excited this time. I grinned when I saw it was a reply from Hannah.
To: Leo Maxwell
From: Hannah Will
Re: Emails aren’t texts- so what?
I’m in bed watching TV and eating popcorn listening to my friend Lisa snoring. What does email not being texts have to do with anything?
I laughed as I thought about her friend snoring and I wondered if she knew that she snored as well.
To: Hannah Will
From: Leo Maxwell
Re: It matters because I’m not breaking the rules
What are you watching? What kind of popcorn. And did you know you snore as well. Also, where is Lisa sleeping? In your bed? If you say yes, I’ll be officially jealous.
I pressed send and waited.
To: Leo Maxwell
From: Hannah Will
Re: I do not snore
Yeah, she fell asleep while we were watching a movie called The Quiet One’s. We always watch horror movies together because we get scared. Btw, I do not snore. You do though. Big bear snores that keep me awake at night.
I grinned and pressed reply quickly.
To: Hannah Will
From: Leo Maxwell
Re: It’s not my snores that keep you awake
Never heard of that movie. Sounds boring. I’ll help keep you safe next time you want to watch a horror movie. What about the popcorn? Tell me and let me fantasize about having some.
