Page 208 of Only Fools Rush

Wynn: Obi said only leave for missions or emergencies. You’re going to get us in trouble.

I waited a moment before I added another message.

Wynn: Be there in five.

Leona sent back a string of hearts that had me smiling.

Leona: Trouble is my middle name. I just need to run an errand.

I grinned, tossing my phone on the bed to pull on a shirt and a pair of pants. By the time I made it to the front door, she was already waiting—her hair pulled back into a ponytail and a mischievous smile on her face.

“I’m not sure leaving the penthouse is such a good idea, darling,” I whispered as I wrapped her hair around my finger. “It’s not safe outside.”

“I know, but a few weeks ago, I told Ciel I would buy him a new gaming mouse.” She practically bounced on her toes. “I want to get it for him. He’s been working so hard, and then with his injury, I want to do something special for him. Thought you might like to come.”

“He’ll appreciate that a lot,” I finally responded before clearing my throat. “But…”

“We already took out the Alacrán. We took out Lucia. Max is licking his wounds,” she reasoned. “It’ll be a quick trip, I promise.”

I looked into her eyes and imagined what Ciel would look like when she gave him that gaming mouse. He’d laugh and joke that he’d lock himself in his room for the rest of the day. He’d press a kiss to her lips in thanks. He’d turn to look at me and give me that gentle, shy smile…

I swallowed. We could be quick and fast. He would love that gift, and it would ease some of the guilt still festering in my chest.

Quickly, I armed myself with two guns, my brass knuckles, and a few extra knives. Just in case.

We quietly slipped out the front door. She pressed the elevator button as I cast a glance in her direction before slipping my hand into hers.

“So, with Ciel,” she started, then stopped. “Are things good?”

Her eyebrow raised. She’d noticed whatever shift was happening between us, hadn’t she? I wanted to ask her…

I’d never thought I’d want someone the way I wanted Leona. Constant. Consuming.

But when Ciel looked at me, I felt that spark. When I watched him slip into that hyper-focus he experienced for his work, or when he twirled his finger through the curls in Leona’s hair, all of it felt different now.

“I think so.”

She tightened her grip on my hand. “Once we give the mouse to him, I want to ride him in his computer chair whileyouwatch from the bed.”

I almost choked, body flaring with heat. “Well, love, you’ve officially got me bought into this plan.”

She laughed as the elevator dinged on the first floor. I followed her out, listening to her chat about how much research she’d done, how she placed a top-of-the-line mouse on hold at the nearest store. It didn’t take us long to walk there. We weren’tthatfar from the penthouse, and Ciel kept this area on constantsurveillance, so if he didn’t see us yet, he’d probably see the feeds later.

Hopefully, she’d given him the mouse by then.

Despite how carefully guarded this area was, I kept my eyes open and my hands near my guns, just in case. The store had just opened, so it was low on people. The employees were normal and indifferent. The pedestrian foot traffic hadn’t yet reached its height. She finished up the transaction, and we walked out of the store. She stared at the box, grinning with pride.

“He’s going to love it,” I said, leaning into her side. “Let’s get home.”

“You could join us both again, Wynn,” she said slyly. That time in the library had been haunting me in the best of ways. Both of them, the three of us. It was perfection. But there was a slightly different meaning to her words—an undercurrent that I didn’t miss.

I pulled her into my side, but didn’t reply.

“If you want.” She looped one arm around my waist while the other swung the bag. She felt sohappy. And my chest warmed as I realized I did, too. “No pressure. Just an open invitation.”

I’d never been happier than I felt at that exact moment.

I cleared my throat. “You don’t think Ciel would mind?”