Sexting With A Vampire
Chapter 155

Nora

Leo is on me like a hawk. I wasn't sure if he liked me before, but I know he does now-he just hasn't admitted it to himself yet. But I saw the jealousy in his eyes when he saw me with Blake. The sandy-haired alpha with blonde streaks in his hair likes me, making me feel on top of the world. Yet I'm also saddened because I can't place all my focus on Leo.

I like Blake too.

"What are you thinking about?" Leo asks while he is cleaning a coffee cup with running water.

I sigh. "I'm just worried about Blake. He used a lot of magic, and I haven't seen him do that before... I wonder if it's safe for him."

Something looking a lot like understanding shifts in Leo's gaze. I'm surprised it's not another explosion of jealousy.

"You two close?"

"Best friends," I look him straight into the eyes. "I would do anything for Blake. Sacrifice my life, throw myself into a volcano-that boy means the world to me, so you should stop pissing him off." Leo's eyes narrow. "That close?"

"That close," I mimic his threatening tone. I'm not afraid of no alpha, even if he towers over me. "I care about you too, Leo. I do, but... Blake and I are best friends. And I'm not sure if I can stop him from beating you up if you insult him again." He snorts. That fairy isn't more powerful than me... I can, however, sense great magic within him."

This surprises me. "You can?" "Mhm..."

When I can't reach a glass on the top shelf, Leo comes over to help me. He stands behind me, making every hair stand on the edge of my body as he takes down the glass.

His deliciously defined chest is so close that I could lean back an inch and touch it with my back. The thought prick goosebumps all over my arms, and heat licks my skin.

That's it. I'm a goner when it comes to both men. They make me equally stupid. They are both my type: irresistible with muscles on top of them. Lean bodies. Fit. Tapered waists.

I shudder violently while thinking about Blake and Leo kissing me while we are all naked.

"A lot on your mind, Nora?" Leo levels me with his searching emerald gaze from above. It makes me blush, realizing there is more than a head heights difference between us.

"No, I just spaced out again," I smile up at him, meeting a smirk curling over his full lips. My cheeks burn brighter. "I should probably find Blake and tell him he can come into the kitchen to join us for breakfast. Erika isn't even here anymore." Leo smiles. "Sure."

I smile back but notice the behemoth isn't moving.

Leo is still standing there, keeping me boxed into the kitchen counter. The slight curl of his lips tells me he is amused, waiting to see if I will ask him to let me pass.

"Umm... Could you move?"

His smirk grows. "What if I don't want to?"

"Please?"

He still doesn't budge, and my pulse flares against my neck. I turn to face him fully, suddenly even more aware of his size. I'm staring into his upper abs, but I lift my gaze. Playfulness is dancing in his eyes, flicking over his face. I'm unsure what Leo wants from me, yet I'm already sweating.

He leans closer. His skin is golden, his pecs firm...

"Do you like steak?"

I blink at him, perplexed. "Why?"

"Answer the question."

He asks too much of me. I can barely focus on breathing-how am I supposed to keep up with his mind games at the same time?

"I'm a werewolf, Leo. We eat meat... I don't understand why you would ask me that..."

His face warms, and although he appears confident, I can see a self-realization bloom on his handsome face. It tells me he acknowledges his question was stupid.

"This is harder than I thought..." Leo murmurs. He actually doesn't look as confident as usual. "I'm trying to ask you out, Nora."

I almost collapse under my own weight. "What? B-But there is no mate-bond between us yet-"

I cover my mouth, realizing I've said too much. Meanwhile, Leo smiles at me triumphantly, like he has discovered a deep dark secret. He has, but I didn't expect him to look so self-satisfied.

"Yet," Leo repeats, and his lips curl. "You know, I'm relatively young for being an angel, Nora. But like Blake, there is more magic to me than meets the eye, and... I've had bizarre dreams lately." "Dreams?"

"Uh-huh," his green eyes are searching mine, readying themselves for something. It's as if he believes the next thing he says will need all of his attention. "In the dream, you and I are married. We are also inside my bedroom, and we are..." I'm hanging on his every word. "We are?"

At first, he gathers air, but then his lips close, and he backs off with hesitation on his face.

"Nevermind..."

I'm so confused.

I stare at Leo as he heads over to the fridge, opening it to take out a bunch of stuff.

"What do you usually eat?"

I'm about to answer him but turn to the door when I catch Blake walking in with many things hovering in the air behind him. I realize it's food, piping hot and ready to be eaten.

Blake meets my eyes and smiles sheepishly. "Uh, I discovered I can summon food out of nowhere and make it fly and... I don't know. I thought I should share?"

Leo, who didn't like Blake much before, is staring at the levitating food. He actually seems... No. That can't be right. Dare I say Leo actually looks impressed?

"That's awesome," Leo says, not afraid of showing that he is in awe. He motions to the kitchen table. "You can put it over there," he scratches at his chin. "If I apologize for how I behaved before, will you let me have some meatballs? Oh, or maybe those sausages?" Blake turns tense. The two men exchange a look, seeming to hold a private conversation. Leo lifts an eyebrow, Blake nods at me, and they both smile.

What. The. Actual. f**k.

"Sure," Blake says. "You can eat whatever you like."

"I can't wait. I'm starving," Leo pulls out a chair for Blake, then nods at me to come and join them. "Look like we don't have to prepare any breakfast. Fairies are awesome."

Did I miss something?

What was that look all about? They just stared at each other and reached some sort of silent agreement.

"I don't get it," I say, sharing my confusion as I take a seat. "I thought you guys hated each other?"

Leo is filling a plate with food, and without looking at me, he gives me the answer to the mystery. "We have decided on a truce until your twentieth birthday. That's all. We still hate each other, but we are civilized men."

"A truce?" I blink repeatedly and then turn to Blake. "But you... But you couldn't possibly like me, right? This isn't some sort of rivalry, right?" Blake always talks about Erika and his bond with her. It would make no sense.

Blake averts his gaze. I must be hallucinating because it looks an awful lot like he is blushing, but my attention is stolen by Leo meeting my eyes with a tight-lipped smile.

"Blake is still your best friend and has every right in the world to be suspicious about me. There is no mate-bond between you and me, so you don't belong to me, but you're staying at my place. It only makes sense for Blake to be cautious of me." "Oh," I ease up. "I suppose that's true."

Blake shoots Leo a thankful smile, and I shake my head. They are acting super weird, but whatever. I'm just happy that we are all just sharing breakfast together.