His Questions

Grayson POV

I walked out of that bedroom and showered before getting dressed. I'm fucking lost right now; she’s a virgin or was until I did that. Which makes no sense. She's twenty-one, and she's dated guys. She's confident. In a way I didn't expect someone to be if they had never had sex. She flirted with, purposely moving so her nipple would show.

Right now, all I can do is replay that moment. The way she fucking screamed like I had hurt her. It was totally unexpected, and the way she whimpered when I moved, and her words made everything fucking click. She should have told me. If I had known, I wouldn't have done that with her. I wanted to make her feel better after she mentioned Jake.

Rubbing my face, I walk down, and everyone is waiting. Zade looks at me, and I can tell I'm still in fucking trouble over all this.

"Look, you gave me your phone, and I left. She called you crying. What was I meant to do? Waste time finding out where you were and coming to get you? If I had, she wou