Belle's face reddened, and she wailed, "Put me down, you pervert! Meredith is still downstairs!"Grayson ignored her and strode toward the bedroom.Once they entered, he pressed her up against the door and was about to kiss her when she pretended to aim a kick at his crotch. She used the opportunity to run a few feet away from him and said, "Why are you making such a fuss so early in the morning?"Grayson didn't answer. He simply walked toward Belle as his hands began undoing his tie.He had planned to have breakfast with Belle and then go straight to the clinic to check on Hunter's case, so he was dressed very neatly.He just ended up having to take everything off again.Belle's face was bright red, and she couldn't stop gulping at the sight of him slowly taking his clothes off.Grayson, at 30, was in the prime years of life, a time often considered among the best. He exuded elegance, possessed striking handsomeness, and maintained a fit physique. Belle had already found him
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