Page 33 of Three Dirty Dads


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Grayson’s hand moves swiftly, covering her hand and flattening it against his chest.

Her eyes widen as he leans in. “Since you’renotscared of me, maybe next time you’re in my bedroom, you won’t run from me.”

My eyes widen along with Caroline’s.

Wait, what’s going on here?

His bedroom? She ran from him?

Oh.

Oh.

Well, fuck.

Something is going on with Caroline and Grayson.

That might fuck up all the plans I had for her, and me, and James.

Caroline pulls her hand from underneath Grayson’s. “That isnotwhat happened,” she says.

“Yes, I suppose scared and intimidated can be two different things,” Grayson says.

“I wasn’tintimidated,” Caroline says, sounding insulted. “I was being courteous.”

Then I’m shocked to see the big, bad, broody CEOsmirkat her. “It’s a normal reaction to a brand-new situation where you feel unsure. Nothing to be ashamed of.”

Caroline squares up with him. “Are you insinuating I’ve never seen a naked man before?” Caroline demands.

Oh. Shit. Something is definitely going on.

“I’m simply responding based on the information I’ve been given,” Grayson says. “You acted like it was a new situation. Or at least, like seeing one like me, was new.”

Caroline scoffs. “Like you? What’s that mean? One with such a gigantic ego and huge head?”

Clearly, too late, she realizes how that sounds.

We all freeze. The apartment is completely silent for five beats.

Then James and I both snort at the same time.

Caroline rolls her eyes.

Grayson’s smirk actually turns into a full-fledged grin.

“Shut up,” she mutters. She turns to me and James. “I walked in on him…naked. Big deal. I’m taking care of his kid in his apartment. It just…happened. We’re all adults. It’s fine.”

“Sure.” I nod. “It seems just fine. You don’t seem rattled by it at all.”

Grayson smirks some more.

I might actually like this guy if he’s not as wound tight as I thought he was.

And clearly, we have the same taste in women.

The three men in this apartment obviously all want Caroline.

Her phone buzzes on the table, and she looks over at it.