Piper
I smirkedat Grayden as he got into the passenger seat of my car. “Thought I was going to have to drag you out of there. Was Milo trying to talk you into buying the Kawasaki?”
“Something like that.” Grayden leaned in for a kiss. “Missed you.”
“It was only fifteen minutes.”
But I missed you too, I thought. Ridiculous as that was.
I felt giddy. Waking up next to Grayden had been amazing. Comfortable and warm and just…nice. And sexy, obviously. I’d enjoyed the chance to admire him some more at a close distance.
It made me nervous when he talked about us doing things together in the summer. Bringing Ollie along, which was something we’d do if we were in a serious relationship.
I’d resisted the idea of being with someone for so long. But with Grayden…
I shook off that train of thought, not ready to follow where it could lead.
“Where should we head next?” I asked. “Back to my place?” I gave him my best flirty smile, remembering the steamy shower we’d taken an hour ago.
Everything we’d done together so far had been hot.But Grayden’s cock still hadn’t been inside of me yet. If this weekend ended without a chance to get underneath him, I’d be seriously disappointed.
He twirled a lock of my hair around his finger. “Let’s stop by my place. I’d like to show you something.”
“Is it sex-related?”
His head tipped back with a laugh. “You have a one-track mind, Piper. No, it’s not about sex. But we could break in my futon afterward.”
“Let’s do it. I haven’t had futon sex since college.”
His thumb brushed my nose and then my lips, his expression so full of affection I had to glance away.
“You make me so damn happy,” he said. As if that was a normal thing to say during…whatever this was. Were we still on the date? Was this just a wild sex weekend now?
I put my car in gear and pulled onto the road. “And then we can grab lunch.”
“Okay.”
I rolled my eyes. He was doing it again. Saying “okay” in that weird, complicated tone. Like he knew things I didn’t, and that fact amused him.
It was just a couple of turns to reach Grayden’s street.Ourold street, though every time I visited the house, it felt less like the place where I’d grown up. Grayden was turning it into something different. Something better.
I parked across the street from the house, since I was pointed in that direction. Grayden unlocked the door, leading the way inside. He went to the wood stove to get the heat going.
Last time I’d been here, we’d been freaking out about the police visit and that fake package of drugs. Today, I actually looked around the front room. There was fresh paint, and the flooring was finished. Also an antique-looking desk piled with papers.
“This is what I wanted to show you.” Grayden put his hand on my back, ushering me toward the desk. “Here.”
They were sketches. Several of a mountain landscape with the buildings of Main Street nestled at the bottom. It was Silver Ridge.
I spotted my coffee shop, the details of the building perfectly accurate.
“Grayden, these are so good.”
“I’ve been brainstorming for a mural to paint on the big wall there, behind the desk. But I got inspired yesterday, before I picked you up for our date, and I tried it from a different angle.”
He handed me another sketch. This was a more stylized view of Main Street, close-up, less realistic. There was a single row of buildings, some of the most iconic businesses. Like Hearthstone Brewing, Main Street Market, and the souvenir shop that carried the weirdest stuff.
Silver Linings was front and center. Again, not realistic, since my building was on a corner.
