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Gray breathes in deep. “Drew was right. It’s better than football.”
A shocked laugh bursts out of me. “Oh, wow. That’s huge.”
He pulls back to look down at me. The love in his eyes comes through crystal clear. “Huge as in, ‘Oh Gray, let me give you a celebratory blow job’ huge?”
I give him a look. “You’re killing the moment, Cupcake.”
Gray grins, his hand caressing my side. “It’s turning you on. Just admit it.”
“Yeah, okay,” I whisper. “A little.” Sexy stranger Gray was exciting, but this is the Gray I love with all I am.
He chuckles low, contented, and gently cups my breast. “I knew it.” He palms me, moving in a slow circle. “Let’s go home, and we can celebrate properly.”
I’m about to agree when he hits a spot that is tender. “Ow, careful.”
Gray frowns. “That hurt you?”
“Yeah, it’s a little sore.”
His face grows eerily blank as he gently touches the spot, then draws a sharp breath. “What the fuck?”
“What?” I ask, alarmed.
“This,” Gray hisses, wrenching my shirt further down. With a grim look, he bends close and prods at my breast. “This...lump.” The word comes out like a curse.
Frowning, I bat his hand away and feel for myself. Okay, there’s a small lump on the fleshy side of my breast. “Huh. I’ve never noticed that.”
“Never noticed?” he cries in outrage. “Jesus, Ivy. Don’t you check your breasts?”
Normally I’d laugh, never expecting a guy to even know about that. But this is Gray. He’s seen his mom die from breast cancer. So I keep my voice low, calm. “Of course I do. This is new.”
“New?” He presses his fingers to his eyes. “Fuck. Fuck.” His hand falls, and he levels me with a wild-eyed glare. “You have to get it checked. Now.”
“I can’t go now. It’s late at night—”
“We’ll go to a clinic.” He paws at my breast again, moving it this way and that, angrily prodding it as if he can scare the lump away.
“Gray,” I snap, pushing at his hand and trying to pull up my shirt. “Would you stop?”
“No.” He’s beside himself, his voice almost shrill. “Are you even listening to me? You need to get this checked.”
My temper breaks. “Calm the fuck down. Someone is going to come in here any second.”
As if timed, there’s a knock on the door and a tentative “Uh, is everything okay in there?”
“Fine,” I shout, just as Gray yells, “Go away.”
“Not helping,” I snarl at Gray. But the distraction lets me get my top up and my breasts covered.
“I don’t give a fuck what that guy out there thinks,” Gray snaps back. “You’re not taking this seriously. You have a lump.” He’s shouting now. “A goddamn lump. Do you even care?”
I’ve never seen him like this. His skin is ashy, his eyes wide and wild. He’s shaking so hard now, I’m afraid for his health.
“Gray, baby, you need to calm down. It’s okay—”
“It’s not okay,” he bellows. “You have a lump. Fuck.”
Gray stumbles back, his hip hitting a shelf and sending brooms clattering to the floor like matchsticks. “Fuck! I can’t...” He grabs the ends of his hair and clutches them as he stumbles backward to the door. “Can’t breathe.”
