Page 27 of Losing Forever
Last warning. Everything in me wants to stay and let him quell this hunger he’s stirred within me. It’s been so long since I’ve felt wanted, over a year since I’ve allowed anyone to get this close, to hold me and tempt me.
I must be high on pheromones. I also know I need to leave. All this will end the moment he sees me naked. Grasping tight to that truth, I force myself away and up the stairs as fast as my legs will carry me. When I reach my room, I lock the door.
Grayson's room is across from mine, but we share a Jack-and-Jill bathroom. I thought he'd choose the bedroom near the stairs. It has its own bathroom, and the only other room is the master on the main floor, which Noah occupies.
Did he know our rooms were attached when he chose his?
I shuffle across the wood floors and into the en suite, where I have my own private sink and toilet. Grayson has the same on his side, but we share the room in between, which houses a walk-in shower and freestanding tub.
I lock the pocket door leading to that space. In the future, I need to be careful. It would only take one time of forgetting to lock the door for Grayson to walk in on me in the shower. I’d be devastated, especially if he wanted to join me, which he might…until he saw my scars up close.
Images of his strong, naked body under a spray of water dance through my head.Not helping myself here.I'm already wired from our encounter. If I don't shift my thoughts to something boring, I'll never fall asleep.
If Grayson and I didn't share a bathroom, I'd soak in a tub filled with lavender salt. It always helps to calm me down. I could make it a bubble bath. That way, I’d be hidden beneath the foamy suds. It’d still be a temptation I shouldn’t chance, given his response to me downstairs.
The only separation between my soaking body and Grayson would be a thin sliding door and flimsy lock. If he can’t trust himself, I shouldn’t, either.
“Give Grayson an inch and he'll take a mile,” Noah said.
I can see that. I can also see me wanting to give him that mile and more. I need to get over my infatuation with him. Nothing can happen between us for so many reasons. Noah. Work. I’d be a hypocrite after complaining about office relationships. And my issues with my body. I couldn’t handle seeing revulsion in his eyes. Not after the way he looks at me now.
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Grayson
Iget my second cup of coffee and meander back to the couch, where I have my laptop. It’s past morning, but I’m working from home. After what happened last night, I thought it best not to go into the office.
Plus, I was up late. My encounter with Braylee had my mind racing and my blood pumping. I needed a distraction that didn’t involve a bed. What better way to occupy myself than studying for my real estate test?
I signed up for the online pre-licensing courses, too. Florida requires I take several hours’ worth, pass the exam, and complete additional sales courses. I’m not worried. I’ll do great.
After all that studying, I headed to my room, certain I’d pass out. Nope. The moment my head hit the pillow, Braylee popped into my mind.
I couldn’t believe she let me hold her. Granted, I had to chase her a few times, but when I grabbed her and she didn’t resist, I thought I was awarded a gift I didn’t deserve. She smelled so damn good and sweet. I wanted to run my nose all over her body. My dick was hard as steel, ready for action. It wasn’t leftover from my unfinished business with Caitlyn, either.
The disaster of last night flashes in my mind. Why did I ask Caitlyn out? Do I want to ruin things at the office? No. I need this. Besides, Caitlyn is sweet. Any guy would want to date her. Still, I should have set a better example as her employer, and I should have kept my dick far away from her face. Not that I encouraged her to suck me off. She dropped to her knees while I was trying to fix the AC. I should have stopped her, but I’m a guy, and no guy refuses a girl determined to give him head. None I know. In fact, they would have let her finish. At least I moved away when I realized I was imagining Braylee.
I could have helped myself to her last night, too. But I didn’t. As much as I want Braylee, I couldn’t kiss her after being intimate with someone else an hour earlier.
In the past, I wouldn’t have cared. One and done. But Braylee has a hold on me I can’t quite explain. I want to be good for her, and I gave up trying to be good a while ago.
As if fate is listening to my thoughts and warning me off, my phone dings with a text.
I know it’s from Noah before I grab it from the couch.
You up?
Yep. Studying again.I’d texted him at three in the morning that I’d be working from home today.
Awesome. Can’t wait to have you back in the office. Too many female hormones without you and not enough testosterone. The balance is uneven. How was your date with Caitlyn?
I scrub a hand down my unshaven face, worried about what she might have told him or Braylee.Fine. Why?
She’s happy and oddly super flirty with me today. Did you bang her?
Nope. I shouldn’t have asked her out since she works for us. She’s sweet and likes her job. I don’t want to mess with that.
Uh-uh. Not buying it. Given she’s happy, the date must have gone well. But with the way she’s chasing me, I don’t think you were enough, and she’s ready for a real man.
