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Grayson:*sends picture* Definitely me, last I checked.
Oh. My. God. He sent a picture… a topless picture…
Okay, I’m hot, he’s hot, wait what? Brain focus for a second, please.
He’s topless, standing in front of his bathroom mirror, obviously fresh from the shower. Sculpted abs glistening with droplets of water. Hair wet and messy. Face looking totally kissable.
Sir, I would like to climb you like a tree… again. No, that’s bad, Nora.
I take a minute to properly appreciate the tattoos decorating his chest; the lion on his chest, the script writing underneath his ribs that curls down towards the defined V on his hips. My head tilts to the side, as my bottom lip unconsciously sucks into my mouth. I never got the chance to read the writing fully and as I go to zoom in on the image, I stop myself.
Locking my phone, I close my eyes, but I can still see that picture.Great, now he’s in my brain all topless and sexy with his muscles and his tattoos and his… no, no way I’m not thinking about him. Not now or ever.
Just a friend. Just a friend. Just a friend, I repeat to myself as I slip into bed.
Chapter 10
Grayson
Noradidn’ttextmeback after I sent a picture last night. I don’t know why I did it. She and I can’t get intothis, whatever this might be. It wouldn’t work. We’re opposites. More than opposites, we’re completely off limits to each other. She’s going to be my best friend’s sister-in-law, and it’s got ‘bad idea’ written all over it. Plus, we decided this is strictly platonic between us. Friends. I like the idea of being her friend and so, I spent all night trying to convince my cock that he wasn’t hard for Nora Scott.
He’s still hard this morning, so there’s that.
I feel around my bed for my phone, and when it lights up, my face falls when I see there’s nothing, not a single text. I’m not sure why that annoys me as much as it does, but I spend the next hour slamming and huffing around my flat like a grumpy bear. I dress in my staple black shirt and black chinos and slide on a fresh pair of white Nikes. Every day, the same.
When I stroll into work after speeding through London in my BMW i8, my mood hasn’t improved. I know that if Liam catches me, he’ll sense something is wrong instantly, so I sneak past his office and close the door when I get into mine, letting out the biggest breath as my back hits my door.
I close my eyes and shake my head, needing to focus on work. Liam recently closed a huge deal worth a sweet five mil, and it’s my job to make sure that the finalities are in place for their office space they got from us. And that’s exactly what I do. I’m his right-hand man, his work wing man. I swoop in with my own closures of properties for clients too, but mostly I work alongside Liam and settle the bigger fish now.
My calendar tells me that I have a meeting at 1pm across town and I’m grateful for the distraction. I set up some documents ready for the meeting. It’s a local smaller client deal, one that Liam trusts me to do myself and I relish the freedom. We have plans to expand over the next year and split the company into two divisions. Liam’s father is taking more control of the residential properties, and they are mostly outside of central London, where he lives with his wife. Whilst Liam and I will be heading up the corporate properties here.
Today’s meeting shouldn’t take long, though. The company is renewing their contracts with us, but they want more space, so we’re going to renegotiate for them to take over the second floor of the building they’re currently in, which has recently become available.
Once the documents are ready, I check over a few new contracts that are happening next week and start on the staffing rota. It’s probably one of the most boring areas of the job, but I’m grateful Liam gave me his role when his dad took a step back. It means he trusts me, and I never plan on breaking that trust, even if that includes not sleeping with Nora again.
Ready to leave for my meeting, I step out of my office just as Liam does.Fuck.
“Grayson, you headed over to the T&M meeting?”
I nod. “I am. I have all the documents and my winning smile in tow.” I fake a smile and he frowns.
“Winning smile looks a little more like a wince if I’m honest, man. What’s going on?”
“Nothing. I didn’t sleep great last night. I’m going to go to the gym tonight, then crash early.” I turn around to walk away, already knowing that he is going to ask me another question.
“Wait.”See.
I turn to face him again and he continues, “where were you last night? Hooking up?” His eyebrows wiggle, and it makes me cringe all the way to my core.
“Dude, you’re the least cool person I know.”
I shake my head. “I was home. Had a quiet night.”I snogged Nora’s face off in a lift, went home, and wanked off in the shower to thoughts of her, but yeah, totally platonic.
“You sure you’re okay?” He eyes me wearily. I know he doesn’t believe me, but I have to get going.
“I’m all good,” I say it with enough finality that I’m hoping he catches my tone. “But now you’re making me late. Bye, bud.”
I can tell Liam wasn’t finished with the third degree, but I was. I was also finished thinking about Nora Scott because I can’t think about how perfectly soft her lips were or how full and plump her ass was in my hands. Nope, never.
