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“Sure,” Grayden replies. “Me too.”
Dr. Smith throws a nod my way before returning inside. I should go back to work myself, but first, I need to clear the air.
“When’s the gala?” Grayden asks with a tone that makes me think he’s actually considering going.
“You don’t need to come. I can come up with an excuse about how you had to work or something,” I say, although I don’t sound too convincing even to my own ears. “You and I are nothing, and it is rather short notice.”
“When’s the gala?” Grayden repeats the question, ignoring my rambling.
“This weekend, San Francisco,” I reply, trying to get a read of his face. He’s a closed book with zero spoilers on the cover. “But you don’t need to come.”
“No sweat, blondie,” Grayden says with a wink. He reaches into his pocket and hands me his card. “Text me the details, but don’t bother organizing the trip there. We’re using my family’s jet.”
My brows shoot up, and I want to object, but nothing comes out. Instead, I glance at the black business card with only his first name and phone number on it. If I hadn’t known better, I’d think it’s shady. Maybe I don’t know better, and I’m just trying to convince myself that Grayden’s legit.
“You should probably go back to work,” Grayden says with a nod at the entrance. “I’ll see you in a couple of days.”
Before I can react, he leans in and gives me a kiss on the cheek. The scent of his manly cologne hits me with full force, luring me into taking a deep breath to inhale him in. The kiss is over too soon, not giving me a chance to properly get a feel of his lips even if it’s only against my cheek. The wave of warmth that washes over me by his presence is intoxicating, and I ache to curl myself into him.
Seemingly oblivious to my inner turmoil, Grayden walks away without even a quick glance back. My stomach falls with disappointment, and I have to violently shake my head to clear it. Grayden is a distraction, one that I don’t need right now. There’s too much going on with my sister, and I can’t afford to fall in love with a human.
Unfortunately, I have no other choice but to take him to the charity gala. It’s either that or losing my job. At least that’s what I keep telling myself.
CHAPTER 5
Grayden
It took some clearing up with my dear old father to be allowed to go to San Francisco. It was tricky, especially since the Farrell incident that took place last year, but after I promised left, right, up, and down that I would stay away from their court and keep my nose clean, he finally gave in. I’m sure he wanted me out of the house to get some peace and quiet to figure out how to deal with Garren’s latest shenanigans.
I didn’t mention to him that I’m going to be spending the weekend with humans. Even though I’m disgusted by the thought of it, there is something about Helia that I need to explore further.
It’s been days, and she’s still in the front of my mind. The image of her appeared to me when I tried to get cozy with a female wolf who was visiting the city. She was hot as fuck, but for the first time in my life, my dick didn’t respond to her.
Maybe if you fuck the human once, you’ll be cured? my wolf suggests, and I grunt in agreement.
Garren was the one who seemed to fuck everything with a hole between their legs. I liked to think of myself as being a bit pickier, but maybe I should stop fooling myself.
The only reason why I’m going to the human gala this weekend is to have sex with Helia, and hopefully, get her out of my head forever.
I pull my phone out of my pocket when it chimes with a message. Helia’s name flashes on the screen, and my heart involuntarily skips a beat. It’s her second message to me, the first being dry information about the gala.
“A voice message,” I comment out loud.
I’m chilling on the terrace of my room with no one within the hearing distance. My mother is in my line of sight, tending to her vegetable garden with a peaceful expression on her face.
The hospital must keep her quite busy, my wolf tells me. It must be faster for her to send a voice message than to type.
I click on the three minutes long recording, bracing myself to hear her lovely voice coming through the speaker.
“Hi Grayden,” Helia starts with a greeting, sounding rather breathless. The beeping in the background makes me think that she’s at work. “I’m sorry for not getting in touch with you earlier to confirm the itinerary. If you’re still on board to join me later today—which you don’t need to—but if you are, I want to update you on the information I’ve received about the trip.”
She sounds uncomfortable, my wolf comments, noting the hesitation in her voice.
This should be interesting, I reply with a grin.
“So, anyway, the charity gala will be at The Ritz-Carlton, and umm, the hospital sort of got us the rooms there as well,” Helia continues, then pauses to clear her throat. “Unfortunately, it would look too suspicious for us to get separate rooms, so I hope you’re okay with sharing it. Since you’re doing me a favor, I’ll be more than happy to stay on the sofa. I mean, it’s the least I can do.”
Her name gets called and the audio cuts off abruptly, but not before I’m able to catch the sound of the siren in the background. She must be dealing with a medical emergency.
