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"This is the best pasta I've had south of Philadelphia." I laid down my fork and sighed. "And the company's not bad either."
Leo flashed me a smile, but there was something under it, something not quite complete. All night, his laughter hadn't seemed to reach his eyes, and he'd been preoccupied.
"All right." I rested my elbows on the table and leaned my chin in my hands. "Tell me what's going on. You've been giving me lip service all night. Did I not live up to your shower expectations?"
This time, real heat flared in his eyes. "Hardly. As a matter of fact, you exceeded them. I'm lucky I can sit still here with the boner you gave me."
"Hmm. Okay then, what is it? Don't forget, Leo, I've known you forever. You can't hide this s**t from me."
He fiddled with his knife where it l
