And at that moment, it really hit me. Yes, Grey’s house had felt like home because he had been there, but this... this really felt like home.
I inhaled deeply and then squeezed his body once, twice, then let go.
But he didn’t. Not for a few beats.
Only letting me go after he placed a kiss on the top of my head.
We were back in the waiting area when we saw a man lean into Tinsley’s space.
Grey leaned down and whispered, “That’s Everett, he and his brother Emmett work here, they’re twins.
“Tinsley, when are you going to let me take you out on a date?” Everett asked.
Tinsley smirked, opened her mouth, then was abruptly cut off when a man spoke and said, “Don’t waste your fucking time. She won’t even fucking show up.”
My head whipped in the man’s direction.
And if I hadn’t already fallen for Grey, then I would for this man from his looks alone.
He had to be mixed with something. His skin was that light mocha color with dark black hair cropped close to his scalp. A leather kutte, tight-fitted red tee, and black jeans. Both of his ears were pierced with black studs in them. And he had on black boots. Before I could ask Grey if he knew him, Tinsley reacted.
She growled, “I had a good reason for that, Sasquatch.”
The man snorted, “You fell asleep. That’s your reason?”
Tinsley nodded, “Yes. I had just finished my last...” she was again cut off.
“Don’t give a shit.” The man said.
Grey leaned his head down and whispered, “That’s Nuke. Our President.”
My eyes went wide at that. “Really?”
Grey nodded.
Then the man I now knew was Nuke called out, “Emmett? You ready?”
“Yeah, brother. Come on back.” Another man called out.
Nuke slapped Grey on the back, winked down at me, “Nice to meet you, Kimber,” and then he walked down the hall and disappeared.
I felt my mouth drop open.
Grey snickered, “That’s why he’s the president.”
Fifteen minutes later, he surprised me when he said, “And for the last part of our date,” he said as he pulled into the Dairy Queen parking lot.
I grinned.
He winked.
A teenager looked up at Grey with wide eyes and pink cheeks for what had to be at least five minutes. I giggled.
Grey lifted a brow, then asked, “Do you see the woman at my side?”
The teenager shook her head, looked at me, then winced.
I snickered.
