Page 65 of A Villain’s Lies


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I’ve thought a lot about Grayson over the last year. So much so I believe I’ve built another version of him in my head. It’s probably not healthy, but I couldn’t help myself.

We were a disaster waiting to happen.

Not to mention, I have my own demons as well.

And those I don’t like to share.

I shared pieces of my demons with him with the scars, which was a lot for me. Usually, I share nothing of myself with other people, that way, I don’t get hurt.

Managing to pull myself together enough to walk out, I find Grayson leaning against my car.

How did he know which car was mine?

Goddammit, he looks good.

He always does.

But under the moonlight, I almost want to forget about our past and run right up to him and kiss him so thoroughly that my panties fall off by themselves. I want to press my lips to his until all my fears fall to the pavement.

But I left for a reason.

And that reason is still valid.

I run—it’s what I do.

Just because he is God’s gift to women doesn’t mean I should stay.

“I thought you left,” I state, crossing my arms over my chest.

Grayson pushes off the car and cracks his neck from side to side. “No, that’s your job.” I flinch at his jab. “I stay, even when it gets hard.”

“I’m sure you do,” I reply.

Grayson stands there watching me, not saying a word until I start to fidget. Then, finally, he offers me a small smile as he steps away from my car and closer to me. “I want to tell you something,” he leans in and whispers.

“What?”

“You were by far, my favorite fuck.” His breath tickles my ear before he pulls away, and I watch as he climbs into his car and drives off.

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