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ACT II - Part IV

Six months later

I'm laying on Leo's couch in my lounge shorts and one of his hoodies, mindlessly scrolling through Instagram and some of my emails. It's been a typical Sunday for us, with me staying over last night. In a couple hours we're going to one of his business parties, but right now I'm just killing time while I wait for him to finish a project so we can shower together.

Things have really quieted down lately. My heat cycle has been inconsistent so far, and Leo's rut didn't come last month like it should have. Hito says it's because our bodies are not fully synced up yet, but once they are we should be able to see the exact day our cycle will start.

I yawn and flip onto my stomach. Then, an email catches my eye. I reread it twice to make sure it's right. Well shit. What am I going to do now?

"What's bothering you?" I hear Leo call from the kitchen table behind me.

"Damn it, I still can't control my pheromones. You can always tell what I'm feeling," I sit up to look at him. "It's my landlord, my lease is up next month and they're almost doubling my rent. I can't afford it..."

"Really? I'm sorry," he gets up to stand at the back of the couch.

"I guess I'll have to move. It's so hard to find a place in this area that's not ridiculously expensive."

"Well, if it's about cost... why don't you just move in?"

"Move in where?" Then it clicks. "Wait, live with you? Here?"

"Yeah, if you want to."

"I do!" I hop up so I'm on my knees looking up at him. "I can pay half the rent."

"No, I'm not going to charge my boyfriend rent. Besides, I don't even pay rent."

"What? How does that work...?"

"I own this complex."

"What?!" I nearly die of shock. "How rich are you??"

"I'm not rich," he laughs. "I just took it over from my father, same with the investment firm and a few other businesses."

"I think that counts as rich, love."

"If you say so. Money doesn't mean a whole lot to me," he shrugs. Something a rich guy would say, I mentally note.

"Can I move in next weekend? I don't have a lot of stuff - you've seen my place - plus I already have most of my necessities already here. I'll probably throw out most of my junk."

"Yes, please do. The sooner you're here, the sooner I can wake up with you every morning," he leans in and kisses the top of my head. I wrap my arms around his waist and rub my forehead on his soft shirt.

"And thank you... this helps me so much. I can't wait to live with you."

"Come on, let's get in the shower or you'll run out of time to get ready." We started showering together regularly probably two months ago. It all started because Leo likes being a part of my after-sex care. He was using just a towel at first, but it never left me feeling clean enough. This was the perfect solution.

"Alrighty," I follow him to the bathroom and watch him get undressed - never an unwelcome sight - before undressing myself. As soon as the water is hot enough, we get in.

"Turn around, I'll wash your hair." I do just that - I love when he washes my hair. Soon, I start to feel his fingers work shampoo into my scalp and close my eyes. This is so nice.

When he's done, we switch sides. I peek at him as I rinse. God, he has the best fucking body I've ever seen. It's almost sensual the way he's lathering himself down with body wash, though he's not doing anything different. Biting my lip, I look away and try to focus.