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She folded her arms underneath her breasts. “That’s because it’s hygienic. You said you wanted a cleanup.”
“Isaid nothing. That was Emma.”
“So you heard me, after all.”
“Of course, I heard you. I enlisted Emma’s help to get to your salon so I wouldn’t scare you.”
“Fucking Emma.” Her lips pursed, and she pointed to my dick. “Put on a pair of pants before that thing shrivels up.”
“That thing?”
“Your dick,” she mouthed, like her lips were begging to taste me. But any shriveling while around Grace was impossible, so she had nothing to worry about. My balls, on the other hand, were fucking ready to explode. I had tossed and turned at night, catching a few silent minutes during the times Grace actually slept. Twenty-four hours ago, I was in a different world, and now I’d returned to invade hers.
I walked to the closet, turned around to face her, and pulled on the joggers, adjusting the tilt of the tenting fabric. She watched me dress with her mouth wide open, then let out a frustrated breath. I could so easily get rid of that frustration.
“You vented to Frankie about me,” I said.
“You eavesdropped?”
“Frankie left the bedroom door ajar.” I walked up to her and touched her shoulder.
She flinched.
“I’m sorry to have hurt you, Grace. I truly mean that. I’ll make sure you’re back on your feet as soon as possible. I promise.”
“Thank you.”
“And I’m very proud of your achievements and how you’ve… How you didn’t let me get you down.”
Her shoulders jerked with a careless shrug. “All for nothing. Look at me now. No baby, no family, a demolished salon, and a target of the Hartleys.”
“And none of it is your fault.”
Her brows narrowed, like she was thinking through a dilemma. What was there to think about? She was the victim.
“I know that.”
I rubbed my hand up and down her arm. “We’ll fix everything, one step at a time. I’ll arrange a visit with your mother.”
A knock echoed from the door, and I jumped to the closet where I’d stashed my gun. Grace grabbed my arm.
“Relax, Hunter. I ordered lunch. Burgers, pizza, and fries included.”
I grabbed her by the shoulders and switched my position with hers, forcing her inside the closet. “Stay here.”
She squeezed past me, and I maneuvered her into a corner, pinning her against the wall with my full body. She gasped, and her brown eyes filled with questions. Her heart thumped underneath her skin, and her curves and longing breaths tempted me to take this in a completely different direction. Instead, I pointed my finger in her face like I was scolding a child. “I said, stay here.”
She swatted my hand away.“I’m not a dog.”
I pressed more weight into her. “You will never, and I mean ever, open the door for anyone. Do you understand me, Grace?”
Her pursed lips tightened into a thin line. “It’s your butler, and he’s verified. There should be no reason—”
“This is not up for negotiation. I will handcuff you if I have to,” I warned.
She sucked in a sharp breath. “Says the half-naked man with a constant hard-on. Go ahead, open the door and greet your butler with that thing.”
“Stop referring to my dick as ‘that thing.’” My nostrils flared and my eyes must have darkened because Grace’s skin peppered with goosebumps, and I instantly regretted losing my temper. I pulled away at the flash of disappointment in her eyes.
