Rule-following angel of a woman who’s taken to starting food fights.
We’re all complicated.
Grey?
People have hurt him. I don’t know all of it, but I’ve seen enough in this world to recognize how much it probably took for him to tell me his side of this part of his story.
I don’t take his trust for granted, and I won’t break it, no matter how much I don’twanthis trust.
And that’s my biggest issue with my attraction to Grey.
We’re both complicated. We’re both afraid. And I think wegeteach other in a way I never thought another human being could get me.
“I didn’t mean to lie to you in Hawaii,” I whisper.
He shakes his head. “Doesn’t matter.”
“It does to me.”
“We weren’t supposed to behere.”
“But we are.”
God, that gaze.
He looks at me, and I feel like I’m the center of his universe.
That’s how he looked at me in Hawaii too.
For one amazing night, I was his entire focus.
For one amazing night, I thought he was everything I could’ve ever wanted and nothing I deserved.
But now he’s here.
And I don’t want to leave.
I want to know more.
Not because I have to know everything, but because I want to knowhim.
I want to see the man I met in Hawaii again. I wantthatGrey back. The funny, self-deprecating,smilingGrey who wanted to do good with me.
“You keep doing good deeds for me,” he says.
“You keep making it easy.”
“I’m behind on my good-deed meter.”
“I imagine beingSuper Villain Manprobably interferes with that.”
“It’sSuper Vengeance Man.”
“Justice, huh?”
“I heard you crying earlier.”
I freeze.
