Chapter 4
"Have you lost your fucking mind?"
Leon closed the door behind him and locked it.
"If I have to talk to you, it'll be in a room with every little to be thrown."
Gia looked around the room and did the note the lack of furnishings. She also noticed the good-sized lamp on the nightstand.
"Okay, then talk." She sat on the bed, her legs crossed.
Flashbacks of those legs around his waist distracted him for a brief moment before shaking off the tightness in his body.
"You I know I would never have left you. Especial after a night like we had."
She smirked and leaned back. "So is that your way of saying you only wanted me for all this?" She gestured over herself with her hands.
"No. And stop putting words in my damn mouth. I told you why I wanted you."
"You couldn't possible have wanted me for love. It was only one summer."
"And it only took a week." He knelt down in front of her, his eyes on the sharp toe of her heeled shoes. "I did not leave you."
"You were not in the room when I woke up. Neither was your bag. So you know what, I thought you wanted me gone. I figured since it was my last night there that you figured why waste the morning with me. Hell, you probably have had better women than me so what does it matter to leave the de- virgined eighteen year in her bed and find a new piece of ass to hit."
Leon stared at her for a moment and held back his laughter.
"You don't really believe that, do you?"
"Yes I do."
He reached to take her hand when she pulled away. His chest tightened. He couldn't possibly still have feelings of affection for her after what she did, could he?
"I suggest this." Leon stated. "We should call a truce. We don't have to like each other; we just try to keep our fighting away from everyone else."
Gia stood and walked to the door, her hand on the knob. She took a moment to think about how unfair it was to Dom to mess up his friendship with Leon. Though he may be a dog when it comes to women, he might be a good friend.
"I'll think about." She said. "See you at the race tonight."
"Have you lost your fucking mind?"
Leon closed the door behind him and locked it.
"If I have to talk to you, it'll be in a room with every little to be thrown."
Gia looked around the room and did the note the lack of furnishings. She also noticed the good-sized lamp on the nightstand.
"Okay, then talk." She sat on the bed, her legs crossed.
Flashbacks of those legs around his waist distracted him for a brief moment before shaking off the tightness in his body.
"You I know I would never have left you. Especial after a night like we had."
She smirked and leaned back. "So is that your way of saying you only wanted me for all this?" She gestured over herself with her hands.
"No. And stop putting words in my damn mouth. I told you why I wanted you."
"You couldn't possible have wanted me for love. It was only one summer."
"And it only took a week." He knelt down in front of her, his eyes on the sharp toe of her heeled shoes. "I did not leave you."
"You were not in the room when I woke up. Neither was your bag. So you know what, I thought you wanted me gone. I figured since it was my last night there that you figured why waste the morning with me. Hell, you probably have had better women than me so what does it matter to leave the de- virgined eighteen year in her bed and find a new piece of ass to hit."
Leon stared at her for a moment and held back his laughter.
"You don't really believe that, do you?"
"Yes I do."
He reached to take her hand when she pulled away. His chest tightened. He couldn't possibly still have feelings of affection for her after what she did, could he?
"I suggest this." Leon stated. "We should call a truce. We don't have to like each other; we just try to keep our fighting away from everyone else."
Gia stood and walked to the door, her hand on the knob. She took a moment to think about how unfair it was to Dom to mess up his friendship with Leon. Though he may be a dog when it comes to women, he might be a good friend.
"I'll think about." She said. "See you at the race tonight."