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I cut him off. “Or else what?” I pulled him back on the mattress, wanting to continue where we’d left off.
“Fucking shit, Liv.” He broke the kiss, panting like an animal that had been running for miles. “You’re sweet torture.” He cupped my face, making me close my eyes, hoping to catch my own breath. “I’ll see you tomorrow morning.”
Damn, he really was leaving. I didn’t want to sleep alone, but I knew if we needed to keep up with appearances, we had to be careful. “Dream sweet, Grey.”
He kissed me lightly on the cheek, saying goodnight. “It’s always sweet when you’re in it.”
Geez, smooth talker much? I rolled my eyes, but grinned. What could I say, the man did have a way of turning women into giggling morons.
“Don’t miss me too much.” Were his parting words, making me absentmindedly lift his shirt to my nostrils to smell him around my body.
God, his smell, I could sleep smelling him this way. It was getting pathetic. Since when did I start getting all sentimental about men anyway? Nevertheless, I slept like a baby, feeling like he was right here with me.
What bothered me most was how I didn’t picture Liam as I usually did before I went into a deep slumber. If alarm bells weren’t ringing loud enough yet, they should be. I knew I had to find a way to slow this progression somehow.
* * *
The next morning, I was surprised to find Greyson leaning against a white sports car, dangling a key with his finger.
“I chose a car for you.” He nodded towards the car. “This baby will take you for a good, wild ride.” His tone held a lot of underlined meaning. He was already teasing.
“You know I like wild rides.” I raised my brow at him then at the car. Nervousness washed over me. It was a white Porsche, too expensive for my taste. The thought of grazing the paint, or maybe even worse—like if I crashed it—ran through my head. How in God’s name would I pay Brett back? I would be in debt for years. “But this is too much for me. Is there a four-door vehicle I can drive without worrying about the price tag every second?”
He went over to me then stopped midway. I knew he wanted to touch me, however he was stopping himself. Our parents were still home, so his game face was still on. “Stop worrying about that, Olivia.” He handed me the keys. “I don’t know how you drive, so I’ll follow. Is that good? I want to make sure you can handle it, that’s all.”
How could they trust me with this? Were they crazy? Sure I was a reasonable driver, but shit… this was too much. Besides, I didn’t want people to think that I was milking their generosity for all it was worth. “I don’t think that’s good. Please, can I just ride with you? Or I’ll call Josie if that is too much—”
“Just say thank you and stop worrying.”
I bit down on my lip. “It’s not that easy.”
He gave me a reassuring smile, encouraging me. “Try.”
I stared at the keys that were in my hand, then at the pricey car, then back at him.
He reached out on the side of my arm and squeezed it tight. “I want to kiss you right now, so please, don’t look so worried. I might not care that they’re still home if you keep pouting like that.”
He looked too good to be true, and from his facial expression, I knew he wasn’t joking. “Okay, we can try for today,” I conceded.
After getting a bottled orange juice for the two of us from the kitchen, we made our way to school with him following closely behind me.
As for the car, well, powerful came to mind. It was a beast to drive, yet I was its master. I felt sexy and powerful at the same time. When we came to a stop light, Grey was right next to me, gesturing me to roll down my windows. “Yeah?”
“How’s the drive?” he yelled out.
I smiled, sliding my hand over the leather handle. “It’s fine.” Super fine. I could get spoiled from all of this, but I wouldn’t let that happen.
“That’s great.” He looked over the street, checking the stop light that was still red. “One more thing, try not to flirt with guys around me. I might not be able to hold back.”
Was he for real? I didn’t flirt. “I’ll try.”
He scowled.
“Very hard,” I added on, smiling some more. Who knew that Greyson Edwards was a bit of a territorial man? I liked this side of him. It made me feel… something.
“Don’t fuck with me, Liv.”
Who said anything about fucking? “In case you forgot, Greyson, we haven’t done any fucking yet.” I winked at him, glancing at the now green light. “See you in a little bit.” I gave him a quick wave before I sped off ahead of him.
