The Arrangement (unenhanced Edition) by AnnaRCase (beautiful books to read .txt) 📗

Chapter 87- Till death do us part

  Down the road, Amberleigh would have liked to tell Ebony she spent the twenty-fours following the billionaire’s drunken love confession, engaged in several bouts of cuddling and hot, steamy fornication. But alas, nope, she spent the night after hearing his next confession of a different infuriating nature, helping Leo clean black tinged vomit off the floor, bed, and off the not so nice smelling pretty boy, followed by babysitting his ass while he slept off his overmedication. If that didn’t spell romance, nothing else fuckin’ would.

                Now the parts Amberleigh didn’t regret in this shit show was seeing the chef in nothing but his boxers, followed by a low slung towel, when she finally convinced him to shower. Because Leo hadn’t smelled so good either. Not that she had to use her imagination on what lie beneath that thin, piece of fabric thanks to his nude sauna habits. That was an image she would never forget and had called upon more than once while she was pleasuring herself.  She had seen both of the men in this room, naked in more ways than one, and at their bests and worsts it seemed.

                Saintly Leo had tried to insist that Amberleigh got some rest and he would watch over his friend after Dr. Gainey left in the early morning hours. It seemed the billionaire was likely to make a full recovery, but he needed to be monitored for the next several hours to make sure he was still breathing properly and able to be aroused. Poor Leo already looked strung out and exhausted after what his friend had just put him through and the least she could do was keep him company as he kept vigil.

                They passed the hours making small talk and watching cheesy old horror flicks while Grayson slept on oblivious to the fuckery he’d just caused to all parties involved. And not for the first time, and probably not the last, Amberleigh found herself wishing Leo was the one she was supposed to be making a baby with. Not that she didn’t have any feelings for the man in the bed next to them, but Leo had his shit together, was kind,  funny, selfless, hot as fuck, and everything the Godwin wasn’t. But perhaps she was being unfair, as the billionaire hadn’t really been himself around her for now obvious reasons. She was just learning who he truly was it seemed, but only time would tell whether she hated or loved that person.  So far things were off to a rocky start.

                At some point though, she must have nodded off in the plush, green velvet chair Leo had drug up next to the bed by his, because she awoke to some unbecoming drool dried on the corner of her mouth and glorious smells which got her stomach to grumbling immediately. She opened her heavy eyes and took in the scene before her. Leo was trying to force Grayson to eat the tray of food he’d prepared him it seemed.

                “I can’t eat anything right now Leo. My stomach is a fucking mess. I’ll throw up without a doubt.”

                “Well it wouldn’t be the first time G-Man. And I got a bucket right there for you,” said Leo as he pointed to a crystal ice bucket sitting on the nightstand, “Now eat. It’s all bland which shouldn’t be hard on your stomach.”

                It seemed Grayson knew this was a battle he was unlikely to win as he sighed and picked up his spoon glumly. He began to stir his oatmeal while Amberleigh discretely wiped the crusted drool off her mouth and cleared her throat.

                “Good morning gentleman,” she said.

                Leo beamed at her despite him looking exhausted, while Grayson only held eye contact for two seconds before suddenly becoming quite interested in his breakfast. He shoveled a bite of oatmeal into his mouth, chased by some shake Leo had conjured.

                “Sorry if we woke you. It’s actually afternoon. I’ll make you an omelet,” offered Leo.

                Amberleigh worked out the kinks in her body with a groan and got to her feet. Her neck was stiff as fuck and she had to pee fiercely, but she’d slept in worse places and positions before. She wanted to be standing for what came next. Standing gave you an air of authority after all.

                “That won’t be necessary Leo.  In fact, when we’re done here shortly, your ass is going to go take a nap. They’ll be no arguments on that particular subject either.”

                Leo chuckled, “Yes ma’am.”

                He perched himself against the arm of the chair to get himself settled in for her speech.

                “Good. Now that is settled, let’s get to the most important business at hand gentleman.  Mr. Godwin , how are you feeling?”

                “Fine. Much better now thanks for asking Miss Dubois.”

                “That’s good. Reassures me about what comes next.”

                She knew the billionaire didn’t see it coming and why would he? There were very few people in this city who’d  attempt such a thing or ever dare do it. Amberleigh punched Grayson Godwin hard on the shoulder. She wasn’t fucking playing around. He looked at her in pure shock and rubbed at the spot while Leo looked equally as stunned.

                “What the fuck?” demanded Grayson.

                “That was for the shit you pulled last night you bastard! Do you have any idea what you put Leo through? How the fuck you scared us both? Now apologize.”

                “Apologize? You hit me.”

                Leo was grinning, “You heard the lady. I would do what she says if I were you G-Man.”

                “Or what, she’ll punch me again?”

                “Yes. But this time, much, much lower sir.”

                It was clear he wasn’t a man used to apologizing. He probably had never said the words. The Godwin was only used to being the one on the receiving end of the apology, whether deserved or not.  People kissed his ass as he had the power to make or break them. But Amberleigh wasn’t intimidated.

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