VICTOR
Lila is impulsive as fuck, she is as impulsive as good as she is at orgies.
I dropped her chin and turned away. The laugh came out of me fully, filling the gym, bouncing off the walls, and I turned back and she was standing there with her eyes sharp and her jaw set, working to keep her expression even.
Two years of work. This is where it starts to pay.
I stepped back toward her and she held her ground. She always held her ground. It was genuinely one of the few things I appreciated about her.
God she is gorgeous. It is genuinely inconvenient.
I put my mouth close to her ear. "Oh, sweet Lila." My lips moved along her jaw toward her mouth and I caught her lower lip between my teeth and applied pressure until her breath caught. I released it. Pulled back and looked at her. "You all think you understand Freya."
"Then explain her to me," she breathed, rougher than she intended.
