Leo started to come around within the hour, but the chef was as high as a kite and loopy as fuck. Upon immediately waking, he decided he was now the world’s best free style rap artist and gave them all quite the entertainment. Amberleigh especially loved the rap he wrote just for her.“Girl your body is banging. You’re hot too. I wanna put my baby in you. Drive you down to Malibu.”Amber kissed him and laughed, “It’s nice to see you feeling good babe.”“How did I land you? For real though. Girl, you’re so much hotter than me.”“I guess you’re just lucky,” teased Amber.“Fo’ sure. Imma lucky bastard.”Grayson snorted, “Who has magically awaken with an accent you didn’t have before. How are you feeling Leo?”Leo grinned, “Like a million fucking bucks bro. Hey, don’t worry L-Dawg’s got a rap for his boy too. Imma hit you with it now. G-Man rich as shit. But that ain’t the half of it. He’s got a mean ride and a banging crib. I’m a freeloadin’ off him. Sucks ass at fightin’. But he’s my bo

Amberleigh was honest to God surprised she pulled off preparing the lunch without burning anything. She’d exaggerated her solo skills in the kitchen to say the least, always having her favorite teacher by her side in the past while preparing the cuisines. Her favorite chef was currently sleeping off the good meds while Amber turned on some tunes and danced her way around the kitchen as she made the magic happen.Amber heard the doorbell ring just as she was turning off the burner beneath her one skillet chicken. It looked amazing and smelled divine if she did say so herself. No one needed to know she’d sampled the chocolate soufflé more than once or that her avocado salad looked enticing even to herself and she usually had an aversion to green leafy things. She’d fucking outdone herself as she started dishing out the salads, her hips swaying in time to the beat.She heard someone clear their throat and she turned to see Grayson with a bemused expression.“Getting an early start on you

Amberleigh knew her presence made things awkward at the table and that she’d heard everything of importance during the luncheon. So she excused herself to check on Leo and encouraged them to finish the meal without her. Once back in Leo’s room, with him still passed out, she decided to look up Adam’s old social media accounts. She knew the odds of his accounts being public were slim, but she had to try. Perhaps something would stand out in one of his old posts or something. But all the accounts she found of his were marked private.If anyone had access to Adam’s social media accounts it was likely Grayson. Later, she’d have to ask him to allow her to creep through his brother’s accounts, for now it was a bust. And if they didn’t come up with a way to prove Hugo knew about the exact timing of Adam’s attempted abduction, lunch and the displeasure of Elton’s company would also have been a bust. Amber really didn’t know where to fucking go from here.But what had she been expecting exactl

Amberleigh scrolled the internet looking for more information on Uriah Demarco as Grayson had his boys time with Asher and Leo slept. Other than an article relating to his arrest following a police chase in his Ferrari, and then his death in a prison riot, she found little else. He was busted for possession, assault and battery, evading arrest, and a gun charge. But it left her to wonder how the fuck had a guy like that afforded a Ferrari? Actually, she knew exactly how, from the money the Van Tessins paid him for his part in their evil plot which got Adam killed.His social media accounts were marked private, and she didn’t bother sending a friend request to a dead man. Unfortunately, pun intended, with nothing but circumstantial evidence at best, Uriah was likely a dead lead.But enough overall circumstantial evidence would be too much to fucking ignore. Someone in the prosecutors’ office would have to take notice if the marshals could be trusted to do their fucking job properly. Bu

When a man walked in on his girlfriend in bed with another man, anger and possibly even violence are the expected courses of action, not making breakfast in bed for them both. But that is exactly what happened when Amberleigh awoke to the smell of bacon and Leo’s smile. The chef stood at the edge of the bed with a tray in his hands. Amber looked around the room quickly, noticed her surroundings of war memorabilia, and her shirtless ex asleep on his stomach beside her, and then her heart dropped into her toes. She sat up quickly.“Good morning, Love.”“Leo, I didn’t sleep with him. I mean I did sleep with Grayson last night, but I didn’t fuck him. I was just trying to get him to go to sleep.”“I believe you. It’s fine. I thought you both could use some brunch. Its nearly 11 a.m.”“You’re not mad?”Amber wondered if Leo was just hiding being upset or if he believed her or if he really didn’t fucking care regardless. Not that she would take advantage of the situation either way and actua