Page 43 of Born to Make You Smile

It’s all but a dream

Since I lay here alone

While he sleeps next door

And I wait by the phone

I awake when he calls

I'm a slave to his hand

As I follow his words

And his every command

FOURTEEN

As soon as Istepped into his car the following morning, I knew everything had changed. His presence alone brought about a wave of excited flutters in me and a distinct pull to be closer to him.

I inhaled his alluring and familiar scent, and heat lit across my skin.

My body trembled when his fist came together against mine for our G-Force hand gesture.

Gavin shifted in his seat. “Did you enjoy yourself last night?”

You mean when I touched myself thinking about you, then had the most intense orgasm of my life?

Forcing a cheery expression, I looked at him. “Yup. I did.”

He stiffened, then scratched his temple. “I hope you’ll be able to get those red markings off. I apologize again.”

I swallowed, imagining our bodies together. His marking on my neck. “Um, yeah, I soaked my neck—I mean my shirt. So far, it seems to have all come out.”

God.Get it together, Grace.

“Good…” He nodded several times as he stared at the road. “Great.”

He appeared affected as well.

The rest of the drive was mostly silence. It seemed something had struck both of us last night. Hopefully, something we could snap out of soon.

As the day wore on, I thought things would get easier and that my attraction to Gavin would start to fade. It only became stronger. As we brushed hands while reaching for the computer mouse, pulses rushed to my core.

The power of the sensation was alarming. A simple touch between us ignited a fire in me.

As he drilled a cavity—a task I’d seen him perform countless times—I now watched him with new eyes. I’d become captivated as I studied every move he made—the gentle expertise of his gloved fingers while he worked, the furrow of concentration in his brow, and the way his body shifted in his chair.

I wanted to move my body against his. Straddle him. Feel him.Oh God. The thought made me hot and shaky.

“Grace?” Gavin held out his hand as though waiting on me.

Oh no.I’d zoned out and forgot to hand him the acid etch syringe.

It was so unlike me, and he’d definitely noticed.

My intense attraction to him had to be a phase. I couldn’t continue to work with him like this without losing my sanity.

Around lunchtime, I received a call from Eddie, the contractor who had been working on the ceiling repairs the past week. I stepped outside to answer the call.

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