Page 44 of Gravity

Cheap. She looks fucking cheap.

I don’t know how many times I’ve had to express my disinterest for her games. There’s no way on fucking Earth I want her in my bed, but the girl just keeps on pushing. “Thank you, Grayson. What’s the occasion?”

“There isn’t one. Nora and I were just catching up while I took a break. She bought the donuts, so you should be thanking her not me.” I keep my eye on her but nod toward Nora, letting Lacy know with my stare that she’s blatantly ignored her since she got here.

“Right. Thanks, Nora.” She fake smiles.

“You’re welcome. We don’t like the lime one anyway. We find it too… sour.”

I fight back a chuckle. This girl kills me.

Lacy stands upright and takes a spare napkin from the table, her body language now making it evident Nora has pissed her off. “Well, I’ll see you both later.”

As she steps away, Nora smiles at her sarcastically before saying, “Don’t choke on the nuts,” only for Lacy to curse under her breath as she struts her way out of the dining area.

Laughing softly, I screw my napkin up and throw it at Nora, pointing at her. “You are naughty. Stop winding her up.”

“Stop winding her up? Grayson, have you seen the way she looks at me? The woman detests me, so if she’s not going to play nice then I don’t see why I should take the hits without having a little fun myself.” She takes another bite of her donut before leaning forwards. “And please tell Ryan not to schedule me with her because it’s not going to be long before I stab her in the eyes to stop the death stares I continue to get.”

“I’ll give him the heads up that a catfight may occur.”

“She seriously does not like the connection we have.”

“She doesn’t like the connection I have with any woman. I just don’t know how to make her see I’m not interested.”

“Tell her you’re gay.” Nora shrugs with a mouthful of donut. “Or you could just tell her we’re fucking.”

It’s an innocent comment, but the explicit images that have just invaded my mind from her words cause my dick to twitch, and I have to shift my position to gain control. If only she knew I step into the shower and let the water run over my head while I whisper her name over and over to the friction that has my body trembling.

Needing to touch her, I reach across and wipe the corner of her mouth with my thumb to remove the remaining sugar of her donut. I don’t miss the change in her eyes, nor do I miss the rosy color that once again covers her cheeks. Resting back in my seat, I suck the topping off my thumb and hold her heated gaze, knowing my resistance is slipping that little bit more.

“Yeah. I like the sound of option two better.”

Chapter Thirteen

Grayson

“So, Peter Nelson, you’re telling me that your daughter bought you a jigsaw with hot, half-naked girls on it?” Mark grins, placing a puzzle piece on the board. He has come around with the news that Asher, Rex and Linc all have to fly out to California on Friday to do business with Jackson Cole for a few days while Mark stays in Virginia to man the offices. While we sit and keep Pete company, the ladies of the house are either working or doing their own thing. Fiona is on another night shift while Nora is off out someplace else, no doubt with Makenna. We’d soon escaped the eyes of Lacy, and once I’d finished my shift, I’d again driven us down to the beach where we’d walked along the shore of Chick’s Beach until we got to Lynnhaven Pier.

“May…be.”

“Wow. If I asked my Makenna to buy me one of these, she’d reply that I was sick. Because you know, her Mommy and Daddy can’t possibly have any kind of sex life after our kids have grown up as we’re too old.”

“Well, you are pushing the age limit,” Asher shouts from the kitchen as he gets us some more beers. “Can you still get it up without having to take Viagra?”

“How’s life with fucking your right hand, shithead?” Mark quips back.

I laugh.

Asher puts the beers on the table. “Touché.”

“Think. He. Gay,” Pete says, causing us to laugh. He looks different today, a little off color and tired, but that hasn’t stopped him wanting a beer with the boys sipping from the bottle through a straw.

“So, Fiona has no idea you have this?”

“He only does it when she’s at work,” I add. “I’d love to see her face when she realizes. Then again, I’d love to see her reaction more when she finds out that it was Nora that bought it.”

“She will freak the fuck out.” Asher chuckles, coming to sit beside his father. “This is the one time I’m impressed with Nora’s ridiculous online shopping habits.”