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Grayson’s POV“In my defense...” I trail off, running a hand through my hair, trying to collect my thoughts. Sammi had completely made me forget about where we were and who else was in the house. Zade stands there, just staring at me. His expression is a mix of shock and disgust, his eyes wide, as if he’s struggling to believe what he just witnessed.My mouth opens again, but no words come out. What can I say? I didn’t expect anyone to come in. It’s late. Everyone was supposed to be asleep.“Fuck, I feel sick,” Zade mutters, stumbling to grab a glass from the counter. He fills it with whiskey and downs it in one go, like he’s trying to wash away the image burned into his brain.I can’t help it. A chuckle escapes me. “It’s not that bad.”Zade glares at me, his eyes narrowing. “Oh, is it not? Let me go get your sister so you can see how it feels.” His voice is laced with mockery, and I can’t help but cringe at the thought. Yeah, okay, he has a point.“Okay, I get it. I apologize. I wasn
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Grayson POVZade glances at me.“Izzy wants to work at the spa. We’ve got two trainee positions, and I said I’d talk to you about it. She’s your sister, so it’s up to you.”I hesitate. “I’m not sure.” The thought of them working together makes me uneasy. Zade’s there every day for now, overseeing the business. The idea of them spending so much time together... I’m not comfortable with it.He laughs, catching on to my hesitation. “What’s the problem?”I groan, knowing how ridiculous I sound. “Because look at me and Sammi. Spending time together leads to getting closer. First, it’s just work, then it’s lunch breaks together, then it’s after-work parties, then next thing I know, she’s in your bed.”Zade bursts out laughing, a deep, amused chuckle that has me groaning in frustration.“Yeah, yeah, I know. I’m a hypocrite.” I mutter, rubbing my temples. The thought of Zade and Izzy growing close unnerves me more than I’d like to admit. Images float into my mind that I don't want to see. I f
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Sammi’s POVI stare helplessly at the rack of dresses, feeling completely lost. Grayson isn’t being any help at all. He refuses to tell me what kind of event we’re going to that requires a dress, so I’m stuck guessing. All I’ve gotten from him so far is a vague “think elegant,” which is no help at all.I feel his fingers lightly graze down my neck, sending a shiver through me, and I bite my lip, trying not to let my frustration show.“Pick a damn dress, Angel,” he whispers into my ear, his voice low and teasing.I sigh. “It’s hard. I don’t even know what sort of event it is.”“It’s an event where you wear a long, beautiful dress,” he replies, trying to sound patient. “Stop overthinking it, please.”I frown at him. “That’s still not helpful, Gray. I need details! Are we talking about a black-tie event or something more casual? Like, should I go full glam or keep it simple?”He chuckles, his fingers still trailing down my neck, clearly amused by my distress. “It’s one where you wear a l
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Grayson POVI sit in the quietest room in existence, or at least it feels like it. The past four weeks? Gone. Just like that. Vanished into thin air as if time had a personal vendetta against me. Somehow, amidst the endless to-do lists and late nights, the days slipped away faster than anything in history. And now here I am, sitting, staring at the walls, contemplating the fact that I feel like I’ve missed most of it.“You look like you’re radiating pure sunshine,” Zade chuckles, breaking my moment of zen with his annoying voice.I groan, leaning back dramatically. “I’m in desperate need of a nap. Like, a year-long one. Maybe two. With no alarms or human interaction.”“Stop whining,” Joel pipes up, plopping down next to me with the grace of a hippo. “You’re getting a night off. Drinks, party, strippers. Heck, we might even tie you to a post somewhere and leave you to escape. You know, keep things exciting.”I shout immediately, glaring at him. “NO. Absolutely not. I am not participati
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