Living with Leo

Coke and Pools

 The next few days you barely saw Leo, your father spent most of the time touring him around your property. Your golfing land, the trails in the woods, the pool, all the boring stuff. You were very disappointed in that. If they weren't out playing golf or tennis they were out in town at bars and clubs.

"My pussy tastes like pepsi-cola," You sang in your room three days after Leo arrived, whirling around as you put up your fresh laundry. Your mother still hadn't brought your maids back, but you didn't mind too much. Doing some chores helped you take your mind off the gorgeous man living in the guest room right across from yours. "My eyes are wide like cherry pies, I gots a taste for men who are older," You smiled as you sang, thinking about how perfect the song described your current situation. Well, you weren't too sure about the cola part. "It's always been, so it's no surprise,"

The sound of a throat clearing made you scream a bunch of 'fuck's in surprise, you turned to see Leo standing in your doorway. You angrily threw your stack of clothes on the floor, turning down your music. He grinned, amused in how he scared you. "Sorry, I didn't mean to frighten you."

"I thought you went out with my parents." You said, looking him over. He loved wearing extremely formal clothing. You hadn't seen him once in comfortable clothing, which you were currently wearing. A pair of red pajama shorts and a black tee shirt.

"No, your mother went to work."

"Ah, today is monday, isn't it?"

"Yes. And your father, well, I have no idea where he went off to." He said and walked in your room, looking around. You were surprised at his boldness. "This room has changed a lot. The walls used to be pink." He said, looking at the crisp white walls. "And you had white carpet." He looked down. You now had hardwood flooring.

"I prefer this. Hey, stay still. I want to tease my friend. Say cheese." You said and took out your phone, taking a bunch of pictures of him. He smiled, posing differently. You laughed. "I'm not the paparazzi, loosen up." You looked at him over the edge of your phone. He laughed once he realized how he was standing. "I'm gonna be nice and record a video for them. Can you say hello to Montana, Alice, Jack, Lorenzo and Daisy?" You asked, and when he nodded and cleared his throat you started recording.

"Hello Montana, Alice, Jack, Lorenzo and Daisy. Hope you're all having a wonderful day, and spend it watching my movies." He said and winked. Your knees almost gave out at that wink. You forgot how fucking charming he could be. You stopped recording and sent them the video. They'd go crazy over that. You put your phone back in your shorts pocket and picked up your fallen clothing, placing them back on the bed to fold again. "You're the daughter of a billionaire and you're folding clothes?" He asked, looking at the clothes. You noticed his gaze lingered on your laced apparel.

"Well, my mother is an idiot and forgot to book the maids. So yes." You said with an annoyed smile, sitting on the edge of your bed. "It gives me something to do. I'm not complaining."

He leaned against the wall, crossing his arms. "I thought you liked partying." He said and you looked up to him, surprised. "Isn't that what you said? Well, if this is your idea of a party..."

"Hey, you can't handle my partying." You stood up, crossing your arms to match him with a wide smile. You forgot how fun he used to be, Leo was the hilarious fun family friend growing up. He'd always let you do things your parents wouldn't, like have a few sips of alcohol. He'd tell you secrets about celebrities and the acting business. When he used to watch you when your parents were gone he'd take you on set and let you play with the props.

"Try me. There's nothing you can do to surprise me." He said with a smirk, looking down to you. He was still fun. Definitely. You could tell you could do a lot more with him now that you were a legal adult. He looked over you, shaking his head at how different you were now.