Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 100750 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 504(@200wpm)___ 403(@250wpm)___ 336(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 100750 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 504(@200wpm)___ 403(@250wpm)___ 336(@300wpm)
“I will. Are you taking your meds?”
He nodded. “Haven’t missed a day.”
“Good. Get some sleep, Grayson. I love you.”
“Love you,” he said as they hung up.
Grayson scrolled through the photos on his phone, stopping on one of him and the girls. He stared at it, allowing his tears to fall.
They were the only people who mattered in all this.
Grayson would tell Nadia everything. He prayed she’d understand and see what really mattered—the girls—because there wasn’t any doubt in Grayson’s mind that Rafe’s daughters had bonded with him.
And if Nadia told Grayson he could no longer see the girls . . . well, he couldn’t think about that now.
THIRTY-THREE
REID
As soon as she hung up with Grayson, she looked at flights and cringed at what one would cost tomorrow. Still, she put her credit card information in and processed the charge, and then got out of bed to pack. She could take a couple of sick days and not have to worry about anything. Besides, she wanted to be with Grayson, and she sensed that he needed her there. He was nervous about telling Nadia the real reason he’d reached out, and Reid wanted to be there to support him. Maybe to even prove Grayson was a stand-up guy, although Nadia should already know that. Reid just wanted to be with him.
She got very little sleep and was at the airport by three in the morning to catch her five o’clock flight to Boston. If she’d planned everything perfectly, she’d be at Grayson’s hotel by the time he woke up, surprising him. Of course, for everything to happen as she’d planned, her flight and rideshare would need to be on time. One could hope.
As soon as her flight touched down, she got off the plane as fast as the people in front of her would allow and rushed through Logan, following the signs to the rideshare lot. She dodged people, bumped shoulders, and apologized profusely for being rude. When she finally made it outside, she saw a line of cars waiting for passengers. She got in, gave the address, and then watched the clock like a hawk. Grayson would call her when he woke up, and she wanted to be anywhere but in the back seat of the car.
Reid ran from the car, through the lobby, and into the elevator. She got to his floor and speed-walked until she came to his room number. With her hand poised to knock, the door opened, and Grayson stood there, in shock. Slowly, his face morphed. He didn’t ask any questions as he reached for her and brought her into his room.
Grayson spun her around, cupped her face, and pressed his lips to hers. She dropped her bag and pushed her hands under his shirt. He tugged her sweatshirt and shirt over her head and unclasped her bra, freeing her breasts. He pressed his warm hands against her lower back and lifted her off the floor. She hooked her legs around his waist and pulled them even closer together. Grayson cupped her ass in his hands and squeezed. She moaned against his lips.
“I’m so happy you’re here,” he said in between kisses as he set her down on the bed.
“Me too.”
He ran his hands over her smooth body and then sat back on his knees, pulled his shirt over his head, pushed his shorts down his legs, and tugged her favorite yoga pants down her legs, then took off her shoes and tossed everything onto the floor. Reid laughed at his urgency but welcomed it too. He hovered over her, looking into her eyes.
“Best surprise ever,” he told her.
“The best.” She smiled.
Grayson pressed his lips to hers and then to her neck, stopping to suck on the skin of her neck. She shivered at the sensation. He continued his way down, between her breasts, and then circled each of her nipples with his tongue.
Reid groaned and arched her back, pressing her breasts against his mouth. Grayson took one breast into his mouth, and then the other. He sucked on her nipples until she begged for more, and then he kissed his way back up to her lips. He looked into her eyes and smiled.
“So beautiful,” he whispered as he kissed a line down to her belly button. Reid moaned out loud, shifting once again. She tangled her fingers in his dark, soft hair.
He positioned himself at the entrance to her body with one hand while he used the other to hold himself steady against her as he slowly pushed inside her. Grayson swore as he moved his hips, creating a steady rhythm for them, drawing out a slight moan from her as she arched into his movements.
Grayson smirked, which only turned her on more.
“You’re so full of yourself,” she managed to say in between thrusts.
“No, honey. You’re full of me.”