Page 34 of Grayson

Us sitting on the couch watching a movie, his arm around my shoulders as I snuggle into his side. Tori lingering in the kitchen, planning her next form of attack. I know her far too well to think she’d let him painting her face with blue paint slide.

“Did your razor slip?” Scarlett asks, pulling me out of my thoughts and there is no way to keep the laughter at bay. She looks at me, I look at Gray and the second his half-shaven brow lifts I lose it.

“You did it?” she asks and because I can’t form words I start shaking my head.

“She says that she had nothing to do with it, but I’m not quite sure I’m buying the story,” Gray tells his cousin.

Okay so I may have sat quietly on the couch and watched my sister take her electric razor and run it over his eyebrow. And though I tried so hard not to make him aware once he sat up and looked at me, I practically fell off the couch laughing.

“I told you that you’d lose the war.”

“No, I lost an eyebrow,” he says so seriously that I have to hold my side it hurts so badly from the continuous laughter. I can’t see through the tears. Others around me are making comments, and the only thing I’m doing is trying not to snort.

Suddenly my feet leave the floor and I’m tossed over Grayson’s shoulder as he carries me toward the front door.

“Where ya going?” someone hollers out.

“Be back,” he assures them before slapping my ass. “Me and this one need to have a little talk.”

23

Grayson Hawk

Skye’s body wiggles as she tries to break free and I offer her ass another slap. Each time she freezes, like the shock of it has momentarily taken over and then she is right back to wiggling around like she has fire ants in her pants.

Stepping outside Ruby’s I pause and move off to the side. Carefully lowering her to the ground I walk her body backwards until she’s pressed to the outside wall. “You think this is funny?” I point to my brow.

“I mean.” She is fighting her smile and it’s making it hard for me not to kiss her. What I’ve come to realize very quickly is that the attraction I feel for Skye is so much deeper than physical. “Yeah, it’s pretty funny.”

I wasn’t even mad, I think the shit is funny myself. It’s not the first time I’ve had a prank pulled on me. However, it is the first time a teenage girl outwitted me, but all in all, it’s hilarious.

I had a blast last night, no it wasn’t what I’d pictured for a first date but it was so much better. I don’t remember a time I’ve ever felt so comfortable.

“Maybe we should shave yours too.” I widen my stance to lower myself, bringing our mouths closer together. “So we match.”

“I’ll pass.” Her words are a breathy whisper as her gaze drops to my mouth.

Last night feeling her body pressed to mine, her hand on my chest, her head in the crook of my neck, I’d never done that with any woman before. I never had the desire to.

It felt natural with Skye, like we’d been doing it forever.

Leaning a little closer I skim over her lips with my own but pull back before I kiss her. Grinning when she leans forward chasing me and I move back.

And when she pouts, I’m not even sure she realizes she’s doing it.

“It’ll grow back,” she tells me as if that is why I’ve teased her.

“I know.” I brace my hands on the wall at each side of her, caging her in.

“Everyone is going to start wondering where we are.” Just then the door opens and a couple girls walk out followed by a guy. They look in our direction, then continue on.

“I think we’re good,” I assure her, closing the distance and pressing my lips to hers. Instantly her hand comes up and she fists my shirt at my waist. I love the way her lips feel, so soft. And the cute little noises she makes when I deepen the kiss. Almost like a whimper, or a moan.

“You still worried about everyone else?” I ask, whispering against her lips. She shakes her head and I smile, moving back in for more.

I can taste the sweetness of her fruity drink as I drag my tongue along the seam of her lips.

She dips her hand beneath the hem of my shirt and her fingertips drag over my bare waist. Chills cover my back and I lower my arm, gripping her hip and pulling her body closer to my own.

---