Amelia POV.
Waking in strong warm arms, I sigh, knowing exactly who is it. Oh shoot. He has to be careful of his fresh ink. So I wiggle out of his hold, and he opens an eye and looks at me.
“Afternoon, baby. Where do you think you are going?” He asks with a voice that is sexier than sin.
“Your arm is going to be sore. I don’t want to add to your pain.” I say to him and he chuckles before he rolls us over so I am beneath him and he is hovering above me.
“I am not in pain. Thank you for your concern, though. So what do you want to do today?” He asks as he kisses my cheek and I feel myself flush at how close we are.
“We need to tell my parents everything that happened yesterday with Juan, and no doubt Hector Torres will be on his way soon.” I say and Leo groans and presses his forehead
