Page 62 of A Villain’s Lies


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I go to turn back to assist the customer, but his hand grips my arm, and he locks eyes with me. I can’t help it as my eyes search his.

What does he see?

“Did you really think I wouldn’t find you?” Grayson smirks and then drops my hand as he winks and strides past me. I take in his ass as it moves in his black jeans until he turns the corner. I hear her voice and have to remember why I’m here and that I shouldn’t run.

I need to stay put.

Managing to compose myself, I put one foot in front of the other and step over to find her arms around his neck as she smiles at something he said. He has one hand on her hip, the other hanging at his side, as she talks about theirplans.

Grayson seems to sense when I enter because he steps back and looks over at me. His jaw clenches and starts grinding from side to side while his eyes take me in slowly, starting at my head and ending at my feet.

“I’m going to try them on, Grayson. You can pick which one you like best.” She swings around, her hair flinging as she does, and slips into the dressing room.

“So…” My hands grip each other and squeeze tight. “Would you care for a drink?” I ask him.

“A drink?” He nods his head. “Nice. So that’s what we’re going for.”

“I don’t know what you mean.” I shake my head to give myself some credibility—the problem is I know exactly what he means.

“Did we lose some brain cells in the last year?” Grayson bites back.

“What do you think of this one?” I spin around as she walks out dressed in a white, knee-length dress. It’s sheer lace and shows a lot of skin, but she looks gorgeous in it. Her eyes lock on Grayson behind me as a smile takes over her face and lights her eyes.

“Stunning,” he replies.

My brows narrow. Grayson doesn’t give compliments. He is more…

“Yeah. Should I try on the rest?” she asks.

“If you want, but you know I think you look amazing in everything.”

I refuse to look back at this stranger behind me.

When he speaks to me, I see Grayson. But when he talks to her, I see someone I don’t know. Maybe I never really knew him.

“Okay, the others are pretty too. Give me a few minutes. I want to try them all on.”

“Okay, honey.”

She claps her hands and runs into the dressing room. When she’s gone, I look back over my shoulder to Grayson and mouth, “Honey?” He says nothing but allows his eyes to zoom in on me with a look of pure unadulterated hatred.

So much hate.

I would say the word detest is not strong enough either.

I shake my head and decide to ignore him.

That’s the smart thing to do, right?

Walking up to the dressing room, I give a soft knock before speaking, “Do you want me to pick anything else?”

“No.” She hands me a dress. “I’ll take that one. And I may take a few more depending on how I feel, you never know.” She winks.

She must have money or…

I look back to Grayson, whose flaring nostrils and flexing of fingers into a fist show an exasperated expression on his face.

Sucking in a deep breath, I step past Grayson and hear him mumble something under his breath.

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