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“Good to see you again, detective.” A smirk crossed my lips.
“I don’t know what kind of game you’re playing, but it’s going to stop right now.”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
“First, you tell my cousin that your name is Freya, and then you lied to him again and told him it’s Ava. This is my family you’re fucking with, and I’m not having it. So, let me tell you what’s going to happen. You’re returning to the table and telling Grayson you’re not feeling well. When he drives you home, you’re going to say goodbye, delete his number from your phone, and never see him again. If you don’t, I’ll tell him about that little incident two years ago with your ex.”
“He deserved it, and you know it.” My brow arched.
“Your game is over.” He pointed at me and walked away.
My job here was done.
I opened my eyes and found myself standing outside of the ladies’ room. Walking back to the table, I sat down and placed the napkin on my lap.
“Is everything okay?” Grayson asked.
“Yeah.” I smiled as I picked up my glass of wine.
CHAPTER8
Ava
I didn’t know what was up with Grayson’s cousin, Simon, but something told me that he knew me or one of us. I didn’t know what to make of it but decided to ignore his death stares. After we finished eating, Grayson took me to his home.
“See all these houses right here.” He pointed as we drove down his street.
“Yeah.”
“These are my cousin’s houses. And the one to the right,” he pointed as we pulled into the driveway, “is my brother’s.”
“They all look so nice,” I said as we climbed out of the car.
“They are.” He smiled at me while he unlocked the front door.
When we stepped inside the foyer, the lights automatically turned on. Three steps led up to the living room, where high ceilings, light gray walls, and strategically placed oversized windows with a spectacular ocean view complemented the space.
“I bet the light that filters through those windows during the day is spectacular,” I said.
“It truly is.” He grinned. “You might not want to take my word for it and see for yourself.”
“Maybe I will.” I chewed my bottom lip.
The first floor of his home was an open concept where the kitchen, dining room, and living room seamlessly flowed together. His kitchen featured a fifteen-foot center Italian marble island, custom white cabinets, top-of-the-line appliances, a built-in coffee maker, and a walk-in pantry.
“This kitchen is every woman’s dream.” I ran my hand across the Italian marble as he grabbed a bottle of wine.
I walked over to the large glass double sliding door and stared out at the beautiful patio and infinity pool. Grayson walked over and handed me my drink.
“Thank you.” I smiled. “Lars did a great job. Everything is on point with the décor, and I wouldn’t change a thing.”
“Are you sure?” His brow arched.
“Yes. Why?” I laughed.
“I don’t know. I thought maybe it would have been nice to have you redo a few things.” A smirk crossed his lips.
“Like?” I asked.
