Living with Leo

Moving In

A week after your birthday Leo took you out to dinner before telling you his house was ready to come back to. You hated packing up, it made you feel a bit sad as you went through your old stuff. You found yourself looking at an award you won as a kid, some stupid reading contest, when Leo walked in with a slice of pecan pie.

“Your mother made this, I thought you'd like a slice.” He said and set it down. “Well, she had the cooks make it.” He saw you looking at the golden award and walked over to you, reading the label. “Reading award?” He asked and chuckled. “Oh yeah?”

“Yeah.” You laughed and set it on the table. You'd give it to your mom to put up somewhere. “Some reading contest. Our teacher sent us all e-books, and whoever read them all first would win the award. I won, of course.” You bragged and turned around, smiling up at him. “Online school isn't that bad.”

“I can see that.” He said as you walked over and started eating the pie. “How much more do you have to pack up?”

“I've got most things put into suitcases. All I need to get now is my clothes, which shouldn't take long.” You said as you ate.

Leo nodded and sat on your bed, looking around the room. “Man, it really is something you'll be coming home with me tonight.”

You rolled your eyes and ate another bite. “Sweetie, you have had thousands of girls come home with you.”

“Well, yeah, but this is much different. They were strictly sex. You're obviously much more.”

“You say that to all of them?” You joked and he suddenly got serious.

“Stop, babe. I'm serious with you. I really like you, we have more than just sex between us.”

It made your heart feel good. But just talking about sex made you start packing again in a hurry. You opened your drawers and began tossing your socks into the open suitcase that only held a few books. “So, who will all be in your house?”

Leo took the pie from the dresser and started eating it as he watched you. “One cook, and the maid. They both have rooms downstairs. Three bodyguards live outside the house in a small house, those are the only ones in there twenty-four seven. During the day a few other maids are there, and there's the gardeners that are there every morning, but they rarely come inside. That's it.”

“Good, so we'll have privacy at night?” You asked and Leo realized why you started packing so suddenly.

“Yes, complete privacy.” He said and put the plate back down after he finished and opened up another drawer, which contained your skirts and shorts. He was about to throw them all in the same suitcase but you stopped him.

“Uhm, no, those go in that one.” You pointed to a bigger suitcase. “Along with my pants and shirts.”

Leo rolled his eyes and picked them up, not wanting to unfold them, it might risk you fussing at him again. Soon that suitcase was full and he zipped it up, setting it against the wall with the other two.

“Now put my panties and stuff in here.” You stood from the suitcase you had put your socks in and opened your closet, walking in. “Oh god. Should I even bother with the dresses and coats? You can buy me more, right?” You grabbed the dress he bought and two others that had sentimental value.

“No problem.” He said as he threw your small clothes into the suitcase. “Most of these clothes can be replaced. Can you just pick what you want out?” He was struggling to fit it all in.

“I already did.” You laughed as you got the dresses together, along with your expensive coat.

Leo muttered a curse and somehow made it fit. After a half hour of making sure you had everything you took a shower and changed into a comfortable yellow sundress with your pearl set, the bracelets, the necklace and the earrings. God, they say money can't buy happiness but you were so happy with the material items you donned.