Sammi’s POVI head downstairs with Zade following closely behind and step into the kitchen."Office," he snaps, walking past me without a second glance. With a groan, I grab a bottle of water and follow him in. I know I’m in trouble. Taking a seat, I glance up at him."What the hell was tonight about?"His tone is harsh, and I feign confusion, trying to play it off."Samantha! Joking is one thing, but actually kissing Reese?"He never told me not to. “You laughed it off, agreed to it, and now you’re going to lecture me? What the hell is going on in your head?”“You don’t do that with our friends, Samantha.”I roll my eyes. “I get it, you’re mad. I’m in trouble. But stop with the ‘Samantha’—you might as well be calling me ‘kiddo’.” The way he says my name feels just like when they used to call me 'kiddo'—mocking, as if I’m naive or too young to understand.“What did you expect? I thought you meant a peck on the cheek, not that.”I lean back in my chair, laughing. “Oh, so me sticking my
Grayson POVI smirk. The look on her face says it all—the guy who walked into the bathroom saw a lot more than just her washing, which pisses me off. Not only wasn’t I there to see it myself, but now some other guy got the chance instead.Stepping into the other bathroom, they turn to look at me. I wait, and one of them sighs.“Look, I apologise. I needed to turn off the water up here, and it’s in that room. I didn’t know she was in there. She should have locked the door!”“She did. You do realise the colour red means don’t fucking enter, right?” What kind of idiot is this guy?“I didn’t look. I just tried the door, and it opened.”“Next time, fucking check! Anyone else would, especially when they’re working in someone else’s house.” I glance at the room. “It’s empty now, so you can turn it off.” I turn to leave.“She moaned so lovely.”I stop in my tracks. Turning back, I glare at him. “What?”He glances at me, smirking. “Nothing,” he laughs slightly.“What did you just say!” I shout
Sammi POVSitting, I eat and listen to them talking. Grayson keeps looking at me while trying to be careful and not get caught. "Okay, come on then." Grayson stands up, and I follow him out and into his office. Getting into it, he sits down and holds out a laptop. "Pretend you're doing work," he explains. I take the laptop and sit down with it. "So, what did you want to talk about?" I ask, and he stands. He walks around the desk and sits on it, facing me. I watch as he takes out his phone and does something. A moment later, he turns it. Sitting, I stare at the picture of the girl. "I don't get it. Why do I need to see a picture of a woman?" "Because this is who I'm dating," he mutters, and I stare at him. "Your brothers are already realising something is going on with me. So, I pay her, and she fakes that she's dating me. Now, I can tell your brothers I'm in a relationship, which is why I don't want to fuck random women all the time." I'm not sure if this is better or worse than
Grayson POVI never expected Sammi to work. The whole point of this was so I could talk to her about my plan. Well, that and so I could watch her the entire time I worked. So when she asked what she could do, I was shocked. She's barely said a word to me since I had her on my desk, except for asking what she could do. "Coffee?" She smiles at me, and it's one I don't trust. Slowly nodding, I smile at her. “Sure, Angel.” I watch as she walks out. Sitting here, I work on the spa. I know the contractors are delayed, but as I told Zade, if he threatens not to pay them, they will get to work. I’m confirming the checklist for the opening event, something Sammi can’t do as she’s not been involved enough to know who should be invited and who shouldn't. She walks back in and places the cup down, leaning over the desk. I watch as she bites against her lip. God, I swear if she wants fucking again, I will do it. I had plans for tonight, though, so I would rather not fuck her into oblivion and h
Sammi POVI left Grayson in his office out of sorts after what I did. Sneaking through the house, I went to the room and unlocked it. I don’t want to be swinging on the Aeriel hoop when they find me, so I sit at the desk—something I haven't done since my parents died. While I may not have used this room since my mother died, I've continued to draw throughout my education. My hand shakes as I reach for the pencil, and I don’t understand why, as I’m not actually doing it properly. Once I have the pen, I begin to move it across the paper. My eyes flicker across the room to where my mother would usually be sitting. I don't like being in this room, not doing this anyway. It feels like part of me is missing. I focus on drawing and find myself getting lost in it. The door opens, and I look up, watching as they walk in. Their eyes take in the room, stopping on me briefly before the hoop. "Two things. Since when did you begin using this room again, and what the fuck is that?" Zade points to
Sammi POVWe've finished eating and are simply talking now. I don't like the idea of him telling the guys he's dating a woman. Yes, it would stop them from questioning if we disappear at the same time, but I know what it also means.I know that Grayson will have to actually spend time with her around them and pretend to be dating her. That's where it gets weird and awkward."You're thinking about it again, right?" He sighs and grips my chin. "Everyone is going to think you two are dating Gray while I'm hidden behind a door that hides the truth." I don't like it."I said I would fucking tell them. You said no. Give me another idea Angel, as I'm fucking stuck on how to make this work without telling them everything." He waits, but I don't have a response. His hand rubs across his face. "Fine, do you know a guy who would pretend to date you?" Laughing, I stare at him. Is that a joke? "Gray, no," I whisper, my head shaking. "Come on, I want to take you somewhere," he says, standing and
Grayson POVI sit feeling annoyed. There’s a lot about me that Sammi doesn't know. Well, didn't know. She looked off when I walked in, and the more her brothers joke about me cheating and fucking a random woman, the more I see her worry grow.Nothing I say will ease that worry and doubt that anything I do will. Even I know that. Every part of me wants to grab her, kiss her and reassure her, but I can't. Well, I can, but she will hate me for it, as it means telling her brothers I'm fucking her. Olivia hugs me, and I glare at her; I fucking told her not to touch me. She chuckles and moves back."We're out tomorrow night. Are you coming?" Zade looks at her. I go to answer, and she speaks."Yes, Gray already offered me to join him, didn't you, babes?" She leans forward to kiss my cheek, and I almost flinch back, but Zade watches, so I fucking let her while swearing to shout at her for it after. To be fair, she has no idea I'm fucking and dating Sammi. I didn't want to risk telling her."I
Grayson POV My day drags on, and I can’t stop myself from spamming Sammi’s phone. She has to talk to me eventually, right? She can’t just erase me like I don’t exist, though she’s doing a damn good job of it.I’ve been drinking more than I should, trying to numb the ache, but it’s not working. The way she’s shutting me out, ignoring me like I never mattered, it fucking hurts. Zade’s talking about plans for tonight, something I’ve already decided to bail on. What’s the point? I just want to be here, maybe break into her room if I have to, force her to hear me out. She can’t keep avoiding me forever.Then, I hear the sound of heels clicking on the floor. My head snaps up, and there she is. She doesn’t even glance my way, just walks right past me, sits down, and starts eating. She’s right there, and it’s like I’m invisible. I can’t tear my eyes away, waiting for her to look at me, to acknowledge I’m standing right here, breaking apart. But nothing. She talks to Zade like I’m not even in