Amberleigh and Grayson found Leo right where they’d left him in the back hallway with the bags scattered around his feet. Grayson immediately bent down to help his friend up from the bench when Amber crossed her arms and shot the billionaire an icy gaze.“I take it by the lack of screaming it went well,” said Leo.“As well as can be expected. Let’s get you to your room Leo. The nurse is due to arrive in an hour,” said Grayson.“Should you be doing that? Lifting him up with a broken rib?” asked Amber.He sighed as Leo gave him a concerned look.“Those bastards busted up your face and broke your rib? Why didn’t you tell me that?” asked Leo.“Oh, he didn’t tell me that either Leo. Anything else you’re hiding Grayson?”“Actually, I have two cracked ribs and a hairline fracture to my left cheekbone. My right eye socket is also cracked. All of which will heal on their own. Nothing to make a fuss over especially compared to what Leo is going through. It’s not important. Nothing ice and time
Leo napped for most of the evening as Amberleigh started to feel cabin fever while cooped up in his room. The fact Grayson was out there with his cunt wife who wanted him dead didn’t help matters. Amber knew the heiress was unlikely to make another move against her husband so soon or with so many witnesses present, but still she couldn’t help but be anxious as fuck.To pass the time she alternated between watching Leo sleep and scrolling social media. Usually, she could cheer herself up by trolling the pages of the girls who worked at The Cobra Club. But none of them came through with any scandalous post which had incited comment cat fights for her viewing pleasure.She hesitated on Ebony’s page. Now was as good as time as any to try and fix things with the only true friend Amber had left. A couple days ago Ebony had confronted Amber at The Cobra Club, hurt Amber hadn’t told her she was back in town. They got into an argument and Amber walked away leaving things so fucked up between t
Grayson’s words left Amberleigh with even more anxiety over the billionaire’s state of mind and the trauma he’d suffered. She was sure the emotional aspects of what they’d went through was sure to hit Leo soon as well, but the chef would be more open to talking about it. His willingness and transparency would help Leo heal by working through his feelings rather than bottling them up inside. Leo seemed to be the one who needed to be handled with more care because of his sensitivity. Fragile things seemed more likely to shatter. But things made of stone were harder to put back together when they did finally break. Amber and Grayson weren’t so adept about allowing those types of feelings to the surface to be dealt with rather than just letting them simmer inside until they exploded. In her past, she’d try and cope in unhealthy ways such as the drugs. Grayson drank to numb his pain or refused to feel it at all. So, Amberleigh made it a point to do more than one kind of keeping an eye o
Surprisingly, Amberleigh was able to fall asleep quite easily that night as was Leo beside her. The two orgasms they’d given each other during Leo’s sponge bath probably had a lot to do with that. When Amber’s bladder awoken her a couple hours until sunrise, she was startled to see an outline sitting in Leo’s desk chair in the soft glow of the Himalayan Salt lamp. But she recognized the shape of the intruder as she knew his body well, better than his heart or mind. In many ways Grayson Godwin was still a mysteryShe clutched her chest and stifled her scream, “Grayson what the hell? You trying to give me a heart attack?”“Of course not. I just thought Leo should be kept an eye on his first night home in case some kind of complications arise.”She threw back the covers and worked out the kinks in her body. Her bladder warned her to get a fucking move on it as it was growing impatient. But she looked down at the sleeping man beside her and a relieved smile touched her lips. No blood on h
Finally, a couple hours after sunrise, Amberleigh slipped out of Leo’s bed, and after a pit stop to relieve herself, she made her way towards the kitchen. Leo was normally an early riser, but he was caught in a medicated sleep and his body still needed the extra rest. Amber had tucked him in and went about her business quietly as not to wake him just yet. She had about another hour until his morning antibiotics were due and she was feeling confident she could handle the job. But first she needed coffee. She took her bottle of ginger supplements with her towards the kitchen as she had no intentions of asking the cunt’s chef to prepare her anti-nausea tea. She heard voices echoing from the dining room. It made sense that Grayson wouldn’t dine in the breakfast nook in the kitchen while he was entertaining guests, even unwelcomed ones at that. Amber made her way to the fancy coffee maker to make herself a cup. The smell of the breakfast Francois had cooked still lingered in the air makin
Amberleigh was slightly annoyed that Grayson insisted on overseeing Leo’s morning antibiotic infusion. The only thing which kept her from being pissed off was because she’d come to learn his need for control was a part of the billionaire’s personality. He didn’t think her completely incompetent to get the job done, rather he wanted to feel useful and didn’t take a hands-off approach very well. He also blamed himself for Leo’s current predicament and wanted to do everything in his power to get him well. So, Amber tolerated him breathing down her neck that morning.Grayson criticized how quickly Amber flushed Leo’s IV, telling her she’d blow his vein. He also reminded her not to puncture the bag of antibiotics when she spiked it with the IV tubing, before he took over the job himself. She took calming breaths and let him complete that task. She set the IV pump and got settled in next to Leo for the hour-long infusion.Amber managed not to bite Grayson’s head off while he talked through
Amberleigh hated things being so fucked up with Grayson, but at the same time she didn’t know how to fix it. And Leo seemed to feel much the same way. That was one of the things she loved about the chef, you didn’t have to be a mind reader to know how he was feeling. Leo wore his emotions on his face.“What the hell are we doing, Love?” he asked.Amber sighed, “I was wondering the same thing. It’s too early for us to be messing around. Your body needs more time to heal.”His chocolate eyes began to melt. And Amber’s chest tightened. She feared the words about to come from his mouth.“You know that’s not what I’m talking about…. I mean us. Perhaps we both jumped into this relationship too soon,” he uttered, “I had just broken up with Elle when you came into my life. And then things ended badly between you and Grayson and maybe we both just weren’t ready…”Amber said nothing as she slipped out of the bed taking the blanket with her. She couldn’t trust herself to speak at the moment. She
“Let me show you to the master suite,” offered the billionaire, “right this way.”“So, what’s the square footage of this penthouse?” asked the tech.But before Grayson could answer, Jack had made it to the front door after dragging his suitcase across the marble foyer loudly. He turned sharply on the threshold.“Fuck you Grayson!” he spatHe slammed the door behind him. Jack knew it was it, that door, his free ride in this penthouse was closed off forevermore to him. He’d never be back here. And for that Amber was glad. Jackson Van Courtlandt was gone from her life, he’d left her heart years before.A flush crept across the billionaire’s cheeks as he turned to face the tech.“I apologize for that. Creative differences. Why don’t we just skip right to the panic room where all the monitors are set up? I can get the system online so you can see what we’re working with?”“Sure thing Mr. Godwin. I’m anxious to get right down to it from the hub.”Grayson threw a look over his shoulder at Am