Page 52 of Our Shattered Pieces
“You saw him?” he asked, his voice with a touch of incredulousness.
“Yeah,” I choked out. “He’s in town for a wedding, and then…he started mentioning the bachelor party, and how I’d be perfect entertainment.” I shivered. “It went all to hell after that.”
“Jesus Christ, Molly,” he breathed out. “No wonder you were-”
“No, Grayson,” I snapped. “Do not excuse my behavior. It’s inexcusable how I treated you, and it doesn’t matter if I had a good reason or-”
“Of course, it matters,” he argued. “Christ, Molly, I thought you hated me. I thought you regretted our weekend together. Hearing the reason behind Monday changes everything.”
My head twitched backwards. “It does?”
Grayson reached for me until I was straddling his lap. With my face in his hands, he said, “Yeah, baby, it does.”
“You’re…you’re not disgusted by…”
“Yeah, about that…”
Chapter 38
Grayson~
To say I was angry would be an understatement.
I was fucking livid.
Lorcan should have killed that motherfucker for taking the trust Molly had put in him and abusing it in such a horrific way. It was one thing to share a fantasy with your girlfriend when she’s consented, it was another thing to betray her in such a violating manner.
“Listen, Molly,” I said, when what I really wanted to do was take her to the bedroom. I didn’t want to talk about how fucked-up we were, but if she was brave enough to tell me her story, then I owed her mine. “Baby, you’re not the only one who has issues.”
“Grayson-”
“No,” I said, cutting her off. “It’s my turn now, okay?” She nodded. “Though I can’t give you details because it’s not my story to tell, Rowan…well, she went through some stuff when she was in high school. It was a rough time, and while we managed to work through it as a family, I still had a lot of shit haunting me about it.”
“Like what?”
“Like, how could I possibly enjoy calling a woman a filthy whore in bed when someone had mistreated my sister,” I told her. Her silver eyes widened. “I was raised to respect women, and I had taken it violently personal when someone had dared to disrespect Rowan. But here I still was, getting off on…” I smirked. “Well, you know what it is I get off on.”
Molly barked out a sad laugh. “Oh, God, we’re a mess.”
“To say the least,” I agreed, my chest tight.
“Grayson, I’m so sorry I-”
“Shh, baby, it’s okay.”
“No, it’s not. It’s really not,” she argued. “I…I let…I…I can’t even look at you and think there’s any way I’m good enough for you. I-”
My hands tightened around her face. “Hey! No,” I snapped. “You’re the best thing that’s ever fucking happened to me, Molly.”
“How can you say that, knowing…knowing…”
“That you had a foursome?” She nodded dejectedly. “Because I’m the last person to judge someone else for their sexual proclivities,” I told her. “So, you enjoyed being pleasured. Lots of people do. The only thing you did wrong was put your trust into a man with no honor, Molly.”
“But you don’t like sharing,” she blurted, quiet tears cascading down her face. “How does that not disgust you?”
“I’m going to be honest with you, Molly. I will not share you. Ever. With anyone. No matter what the fuck.” There was enough bite in my words, there was no denying the conviction in my voice. “No other man will touch you because you aremine.”I ran my thumb over her bottom lip. “But I don’t blame you for enjoying something I imagine millions of women all over the world wished they were brave enough to experience.” My eyes raced over her face. “This is a case of whether I’m enough for you or not, Molly. Because, baby, you’re more than enough for me. You’re everything I’ve ever dreamed of.”
“Grayson…” she whispered, her lower lip trembling.
