Page 81 of Gravity

“Shortcake is no longer a virgin,” she states, wiggling her brows.

“Cherry’s been popped.”

A wicked grin breaks free on her face, and she slaps her hand down on the table. “If I were into girls, I’d jump on you myself right now.”

“I’m happy for you to stay where you are, thanks.”

“I knew you were different when you walked in here. There was a sex glow about you.”

“A sex glow? Seriously?”

“Damn right. I haven’t seen you grin like this in ages.”

I roll my eyes at her comment and bite into one of my sweet potato fries, smirking at her as she eyes me a little more, a look of glee on her face. Truth is, I haven’t felt this good in ages.

“So… Tell me more.”

“What do you mean. I’ve told you all you need to know.”

“Pfft. Like hell you have. I’ve told you before, you can’t just drop the bomb like that and not give a girl detail. This is Grayson-freaking-Bennett we are talking about. I already know his tongue techniques from our last conversation. What was the sex like? Was it hot? I mean kill me now if it wasn’t.”

I can answer this in two ways. One, give her as little detail as possible and hope that she takes it or two, be honest and give her the full requirements she is after and get her off my case. I decide to go with the latter. “Full disclosure?”

“I don’t expect anything less.”

I literally play out the entire day, from when he teased and tormented me at work to giving me an orgasm on the front of his truck, right before I divulged the night we spent together and all the ways he touched and caressed my body.

“Holy shit,” she gasps, leaning back in her chair. “I’m wet just thinking about it. God, Nora.”

I laugh. “I love it when I can make you speechless.”

“It’s a rare thing, believe me. So, like, what happens now between you two? Are you an official thing? Where does Asher fit into all of this because you do know he’ll freak, right?”

I sigh, hating that no matter how high Grayson makes me feel, it all falls with a heavy thud at the mention of my brother. “I’m trying not to think of Asher when it comes to Grayson and me at the moment. In Asher’s eyes, whoever I date is wrong. No one will ever be good enough, and when he finds out that his best friend is sleeping with the miracle girl that can’t be touched, it’s not going to go down too well. That’s what sucks about all of this. When he’s home, we’ll be forever looking over our shoulders.”

“That’s brothers for ya.”

“True. But Cullen doesn’t hold you hostage with his stare every time a guy is around you.”

“No. He practically begs the guy to whisk me away so he can have a break.”

I smile. “And that’s the difference.”

“Hey girls. I thought you were in here,” a female voice from behind me says, and I can already tell it’s Makenna’s mom without even looking.

“Hey, Mom. What are you doing here?” Makenna says, shifting her purse off the seat beside her so Charlie can sit down. I’m once again envious of how stunning she is. The woman screams professionalism, strength, and style. Her long dark hair shines like she’s just walked out of the salon, and her body is damn hot, even after having had two kids.

“Hey, Nora,” she smiles before she addresses Makenna and takes a seat. “I was on my way to meet your father when I saw your car.”

“So, you thought you’d come stalk me?”

“It’s the CIA in me. I can’t help myself. What are you girls up to?”

“Just catching up. Work has been a little busy.”

Charlie pinches a sweet potato fry from Makenna’s plate and turns her attention to me.

“Nora, how’s the family? Is your dad doing better now?”