Page 10 of Unbound Boxset

Because love was a weakness. He was open to life, and experiences, and sex and friendship. He was no longer open to love and marriage and sacrifice. There were too many casualties, and after his wife betrayed him and walked away from everything they built without a glance back, something deep within him had died.

The man he’d been had died.

Grant never intended to bring that man back.

So, he eased away. The hard length of his erection pulsed between them in obvious contradiction. The question gleamed from sea-green depths. Grant refused to answer the real inquiry and buried his unease with a rough smile.

“What are you doing?” Her voice came out raspy, as if just surfacing from a deep sleep.

He held himself in a muscle lock and used all of his training in tantra not to fuck her anyway. “I’m taking you to dinner.”

Her eyebrow lifted. “Now? Don’t you have an appetite for something else?” She looked down pointedly. “Or is it just me?”

Grant laughed out loud at her cheekiness and pressed his thumb over her swollen lips. “I intend to satisfy both of us. After we eat.”

“Seems like a replay of last night.”

He kissed her hard and grabbed her hand. “Different meal. Different conversation. Different intimacy.”

“Hope not too different,” she muttered under her breath. He laughed again as they locked up the studio and made their way back to the hotel.