Chapter 11: Shaky Closure
So where was the feeling of closure? Why did the kiss that he had meant as his way to get closure, feel like the beginning of something even deeper?
Leo paced up and down the big office as his thoughts were swarmed with the scent of the dark-haired, blue-eyed siren that had just walked out of his door. Something about her kept pulling him to her, even now he had fought so hard to let her go. He had wanted nothing more than to throw her on his desk and have his way with her.
He took out his phone. Maybe calling the King would help put a damper on the heat the woman had managed to crank up in him.
The king picked up the phone after a few rings. "Leonard, where are you?"
"I am in Johannesburg," Leo answered.
"Where were you last night when the guards couldn't find you?"
"I was still in Johannesburg, Father."