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"Working on what?" I ask, my stomach flipping over.
Gray flashes me a crooked smile. "Workin' on getting you knocked up."
I can’t stop the hysterical laugh that bubbles out of my chest, feeling like I’m hallucinating. This is the weirdest thing I’ve ever experienced, and the booze and adrenaline and arousal combine in a potent cocktail.
"Hey, I didn't agree to your deal yet," I say. "Test drive, remember?"
Grey nods. "Right. Test drive."
His truck's tires throw up gravel as he turns down the driveway, the headlights lighting up the front of the familiar old house. My nerves skyrocket as we get closer to the house, especially since Gray rushes to turn off the truck and come around the passenger side. I left a lamp on in the house, and it looks warm and inviting.
Almost as inviting as Gray's smile.
"You ready?" he asks, taking my hand.
I let him pull me from the car and into his arms. "Let's do it," I say, breathless.
Okay.
Trial starts now.
Chapter eight
Claire
There'sthisversionofme--sensible Claire, the corporate lawyer from Portland--who seems to have vanished completely, melting under Grayson Cooper's stare.
And I don't really care that I'm leaving that girl behind.
We're slow to go back in the house, my hand wrapped in Gray's, my breath shallow in my chest. I'm so nervous that I can barely keep it together, but Gray keeps giving me encouraging smiles, reminding me that he wants this just as much as I do, that there are no strings attached.
This is a test drive.
I'm about to ride the most gorgeous man I've ever seen.
As we step inside the house, Gray pulls me closer to him, his hands gripping my waist as he presses his lips against mine. I'm lost in the moment, my senses utterly consumed by his touch. Every inch of me is on fire as he deepens the kiss, his tongue exploring every corner of my mouth.
I moan softly, unable to resist the overwhelming desire that washes over me. Gray's touch is intoxicating, and I feel myself already wet with anticipation. I want him with an intensity that I've never felt before, and I know that he wants me just as badly.
Gray unbuttons his shirt and yanks it off his broad shoulders, tossing it across the floor. I gape at the hard muscles of his chest, his abs, the deep V going down beneath his waistband. He reaches down toward my knees, like he’s about to scoop me up--and I press my hands against his chest.
"You don't want to do that," I murmur, my words slurred by lust. "I'm bigger than you think I am."
He chuckles against my lips. "Darlin', so help me, I will carry you up these stairs like the goddess you are. Trust me."
Trust him? I don't evenknow him. But I find myself nodding anyway, letting him pick me up and hold me to his chest.
"See?" he says. "Easy as pie."
He carries me up the stairs, secure in his hold, then heads to the bedroom. He lays me down on the bed, his hands roaming over my body as he begins to undress me. I'm trembling with anticipation as he slips off my dress, revealing my bare skin. I didn't think this would happen, so I'm just wearing a plain white bra and granny panties, but he acts like it's the sexiest lingerie he's ever seen.
Grayson's eyes roam hungrily over my body, the heat in his gaze making me feel more beautiful than I ever did with Harvey. He boxes me in with his arms, leaning over me, peppering kisses across my breasts.
My mind is racing as I lay there, his lips sending shivers down my spine. I know that I shouldn't be doing this, that it's reckless and dangerous, that this guy wants to knock me up...but I can't help myself. Would it be so bad if I had a baby with this gorgeous man?
I want him to knock me up. If the possibility is even there, I want to take it. Plus, there's something about Gray that draws me in, that makes me feel alive in a way that I haven't felt in years.
He slides his hand down my body, pausing to cup my breasts through the fabric of my bra. I arch my back, pressing myself against him, wanting more. He seems to sense my desire, pulling away from me just long enough to lean down and kiss me again.
