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“My childhood wasn’t that great. As you know, I’m seeing Charlotte.”

“So? A lot of people see therapists. I’m sure I could use some sessions with Charlotte myself.” I winked to try and make her feel more comfortable. “Do you want to tell me why you’re seeing her?”

“Not really.” She crinkled her nose.

“That’s okay. I get it. And I respect your decision.”

“I appreciate it, Grayson.”

“But I want you to tell me what made you want to become an interior decorator.”

“I like helping people put together their vision for their space. I love to transform an empty room into something beautiful—the same with a room that’s already decorated. I love furniture and décor and have a knack for putting things together. A few clients hire me consistently to transform their homes according to the seasons, especially fall and Christmas.”

“It sounds like you’re doing well for yourself.”

“I am.” She laid her head on my chest.

“We better get some sleep,” I said. “Goodnight, Ava.”

“Goodnight, Grayson.”

I lay there and stared at her while she slept. She was so fucking beautiful, and tonight was everything I hoped it would be. Even though I did respect her decision not to tell me why she was seeing Charlotte, I couldn’t help but wonder what I was getting myself into. After Claudia, back in Boston, the last thing I needed was to be leading on another woman who would create problems for me. Maybe I needed to pull back for a while and seriously consider what I was doing.

The following morning, I awoke, and Ava wasn’t in bed. Pulling on a pair of sweatpants, I went downstairs and found her sitting out on the patio, wrapped in a blanket, sipping a cup of coffee. After making myself a cup, I joined her.

“There you are.” I smiled. “Good morning.” I kissed the top of her head.

“Good morning. I didn’t want to wake you,” she said. “I hope you don’t mind?” She held up her cup.

“Not at all. Help yourself to anything in my kitchen.” I brought the cup to my lips.

“After I finish this, I’ll head out.”

“And how are you getting home?” I arched my brow.

“Ah, that’s right. You drove.” She laughed in such a cute way that my cock started to rise.

“I did. So, when I’m ready, I’ll drive you home.”

“I can just call an Uber.”

“What kind of gentleman would I be if I let you do that?”

“Hey,” A man’s voice spoke as he walked over.

“Gabriel, this is Ava. Ava, this is my brother, Gabriel.”

“The twin.” She smiled.

“The one and only.” Gabriel extended his hand. “It’s nice to meet you, Ava.

“You too, Gabriel. I’ll let you two talk. Would you mind if I used your shower?” She looked at me.

“Not at all.”

“Thanks.” She got up from the lounger and went inside.

“I can’t believe you walked over here, bro.” I smacked his arm.

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