Page 68 of Not A Peep


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“Thisis getting you hot and bothered?”

“Everything you do, dollface, is enthralling,” he replies, his voice unusually subdued.

I snort. “Yeah, ok, like I’m to believe that.”

Grant’s gaze slides off my body to land on my face. “Why wouldn’t that be the case?”

“Are you telling me you’re actually attracted to me? Because if so, I don’t believe you. You’ve made it so abundantly clear that you’re just toying with me.”

Grant’s face hardens but he doesn’t move off the bed and storm off or get in my face. Instead, his head tilts to the side as he regards me coolly.

“Simply toying with you may have been our goal in the beginning, but you’ve proven to be quite different than how we imagined you. Maybe Jason’s been on to something this whole time.” He shrugs.

My conversation with Trip from the night before comes back to me. Didn’t he say something about the game now being ruined? Is this what Grant is getting at?

“What are you talking about?”

He shakes his head. “Don’t worry about it.”

Grant’s gaze drops back to my body. To my dismay, my body responds. My nipples bead and an unwanted shiver works its way down my body.

“Keep going,” Grant orders softly, nudging his head slightly toward my closet.

I stand, suddenly feeling emboldened by the strained expression on his face. Turning toward Grant, I make it a point to slowly finish shimmying my stockings up and over my hips. I may have added a little more shimmy than necessary as my breasts jiggle in their lacy cups. Grant’s grip tightens on the blanket. I turn and head for my closet. Quickly, I pull out a simple dress and slip it on. My fingers reach around to grab for the zipper, but large hands bat mine out of the way.

“Here, let me,” Grant murmurs from behind me.

I shiver as his warm breath hits the shell of my ear. My own catches in my throat as he slowly pulls the zipper up my back. When he reaches the top, one hand falls to my hip, while the other comes around to wrap around my throat.

“You are every man’s dream, dollface.” He groans and presses his hips into my butt where I can feel his erection. “If I didn’t have somewhere to be shortly after dropping you off, I’d tell you to call out of work so that I have the day to live out my fantasies with you.”

The desire to tell him that I would never allow him to decide such things for me is on the tip of my tongue. So why don’t I say it? Instead, the objection is swallowed, and I find myself leaning back, just a little, into his chest. Grant’s lips skim down my neck and butterflies take flight in my stomach. My heart flutters around with them.

“Hurry and finish up what you’re doing.” Grant’s hands drop away from me as he takes a step back. I turn and watch him leave my room without another word.

“He’s so bossy,” I mutter.

“Damn right I am.”

I jump at Grant’s disembodied voice, coming from just out of sight. With a sigh, I start moving again.

* * *

The two ofus are out the door less than seven minutes later.

Grant helps me into his truck before coming around and getting into the driver’s side.

“I don’t know why you insist on doing thisagain,” I grumble as he pulls out of the parking spot that’s been occupied by an unknown vehicle.

I peer over the dash to note the oil marks as we pull off. Huh, usually the neighbors are pretty good about telling their guests to park elsewhere. Must be someone new letting a visitor park in a designated parking spot.

“Because this evening, after you get off work, you and I will be going somewhere together. No point in having two cars to worry about, is there?”

I flinch as we head over the speed bumps.

“Where are we going?” I ask, my voice strained as we go over the next one.

“It’s a surprise.”

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