Page 67 of Grayson & Hartley


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I don’t tell him how many times I’ve seen this kind of thing happen, because it’s not going to make him feel any better. I keep my mouth closed on that subject. “I’m sorry, Gray. Truly I am.”

“And I’m sorry I blurted out so much shit that night,” he says, like he’s suddenly regretting it. He runs a hand through his hair.

“We agreed to be honest.”

“Maybe I went overboard?”

“Not at all.” I shake my head. “Gray, I know it’s hard to see the big picture from where you are now, but this will come to an end soon.”

“Can you promise me that? You’re pretty good at keeping those.” A ghost of a smile permeates his face. I find myself smiling too, despite it all.

“I promise.”

“And you’ll fight fire with fire if you have to?”

I give him an affirmative nod. “I have done it before, many times. I learned from the best. She won’t get away with this.” Okay, so now I sound like it’s getting to me, but in all fairness, it is. This man is truly heartbroken. He loved her.

He reaches out to touch my face again, but doesn’t embrace me like I want him to. It’s a little precarious out here in the open, with the possibility of people watching.

“I’d better go,” he says.

“I’ll message you later if you’re free. Maybe we can go over things then?”

He nods. “I’ll make myself available for you.”

And my heart flutters at the way he says it.

Meanwhile, my thoughts are screaming at me and running wild that he’s here. My one-night stand. The man who got under my skin and who I’ve not been able to shake for weeks.

We weren’t supposed to see each other again. As much as I dreamed of him coming to New York, or me going to Alaska, the chances of our schedules clearing up were slim.

Is this smart or insane? And should I involve myself with someone who is in the midst of a divorce?

All good questions.

“I’ll talk to you later,” I say as he moves his hand from my face. Again, I feel the distance between us as soon as I take a few steps back toward the office.

“Later.” He smiles and his eyes follow me for a few seconds before he turns on his heel and walks to his truck.

I head back inside with my heart almost in my hands and my brain doing over-time.

Suddenly there’s a lot to think about. Plus, I have to sit down with Regina and find a solution for Gray’s settlement, then I can confer with him later. We won’t do anything official until Monday, but we need to discuss it at least.

It’s a strange thing to now be pawing over Gray’s life contents and the assets to be divided between him and his ex-wife. Knowing that I have an interest in him on an intimate level makes this personal.

Of course, I’ll run everything me and Regina discuss with dad. That’s if he’s up to it when I go over to the house later to check on him. The last thing he needs to be doing is stressing.

Then I’ll meet up with Gray. I know he’s uneasy, and a little jarred. I don't need to know him well to know that. It was written all over his perfectly chiseled and well-kempt face.

I still can’t get over how gorgeous he is. Even more so in the light of day. Although I can see the worry lines on his face and the tiredness in his eyes that only a battle can invoke, he’s still as handsome.

Remembering him naked in the king-sized bed when I left that morning has my heart doing flips.

I work hard for the next few hours. Regina and I come up with our own plan of attack, along with an offer that his ex and her legal team would be wise to accept. Dad is on board, too.

I stop by on the way home, the doctor giving him strict orders to rest and avoid any strenuous activity, especially stressful situations.

I warned him I’d call the sheriff myself if he pulled a stunt like that again.

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