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“Really?”
“People call me and want stuff, so tedious.”
“What about your sister?”
“Oh, when she wants me, she calls Falcon or Silas. I have a phone. I’m not completely out of the loop, I just…don’t use it.”
“Huh.” That's all I can say because he seems the type to be glued to it.
“Oh! That’s how it is, is it? You pegged me and put me in a box of your own stereotypes, didn’t you?”
My cheeks flame. “No! I- no.”
“You totally did,” Grayson crows. He grabs me by the hips and pulls me into him. “But that’s okay. I’ll forgive you. If!”
“If?”
“If you kiss me.”
I smile slowly, with genuine happiness, and stand up on my tiptoes to kiss him.
“Ah, that’s better. I feel like I can really get down and toil now.”
“Oh, no, I'd hate to see you break a nail,” I tease.
“It would totally ruin my frock’s aesthetic.”
I roll my eyes.
“So, tonight is the comedy night, and we were thinking, since the weather’s cleared, that we’d like to take you on a date.”
I tilt my head to the side. “You mean Dylan.”
“Do I look like I’m asking Dylan? No. I mean you.” Gray waggles his eyebrows at me and runs a hand down his white shirt, flicking open the top button on the way back up. My eyes are drawn to the extra piece of skin he’s just exposed.
His words completely stump me. My jaw unhinges, and I just stare at him, completely wordless.
“So?”
“So…you want to take me on a date?” I clarify.
“No.” Grayson growls and grips the back of my neck, pulling me close and pressing his lips to my forehead. “We want to take you on a date.”
I stumble over that again. “Okay,” Slips out of me before I can stop it.
His arms wrap around me, and we just stand like that. It’s bizarre, and yet, I feel that if he lets me go, I might very well fall over sideways.
Silas comes back in with Simon. The pair of them have identically blank expressions of polite interest.
I snicker.
Grayson sighs and lets go of me. “Tag. Silas is it.”
The other alpha scowls and perches on the edge of a box while Grayson walks backwards out of the room. He blows me a kiss, grabs Simon, and slams the door closed.
I turn to Silas and see his dark eyes studying me intently.
“So, uh…a date, huh?”
