Page 22 of Tempting God

Horror fills his face.

“Fuck. Fuck!”

He moves off me.

Off the entire fucking bed.

As far from me as he can get.

“What in the fuck were you thinking, coming to a place like this?”

Hot tears fill my eyes. “Don’t you dare blame this on me. You were just as willing as I was, and it’s my business why I’m here, just as it’s your business why you’re here.”

He runs his fingers through his thick hair. “If the Brotherhood finds out…”

“What? They’ll suddenly decide you aren’t the golden boy because you’re at a sex club?” I snort. “We both know who the blame will fall on.”

“If your fucking cousin finds out what we did, he’ll insist that we get married, Greer.”

Hurt spears me, and I jump to my feet.

I hate that I can feel our juices running out of me.

“And god knows we all know how you feel about that idea!”

Bending, I grab my skirt and look for my shirt. It’s on the other side of the room where I tossed it during my little strip tease earlier. My cheeks flame.

Grant asks, “What are you doing?”

“Getting dressed.”

“Like hell you are.”

I glance up, meeting his heated gaze.

“Let me guess. Because you don’t want anyone to know I was with you?” I laugh so I don’t cry. “Screw you. I’ll wear the mask when I leave.”

He grabs my arm, pulling me to a stop.

“You’re not going out there because I’ll kill any man who looks at you while you’re dressed like a walking wet dream.” He gestures to me. “This is for my eyes only. Understand, Little Fae?”

I hate that his words send a rush of heat through me that has my nipples pebbling. He, of course, notices.

“Fuck. Don’t look at me like that.”

“Or what?”

“Or I’ll throw you back on that bed and fuck you senseless. Understand?”

We stare at each other, both of us breathing heavily.

“How did this happen?” I finally ask. “How did we get matched? Kieran knows my connection to the Brotherhood. He said he would keep it in mind.”

Grant’s eyes are dark. “I don’t know. But I’m going to find out.”

All the heat I felt moments ago leaves, making me shiver.

“If I had known it was you, I wouldn’t have gone through with it,” I say. “Especially not today.”

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