Chapter Twenty-Three
Grant grimaced.“I’mgoing to clean up,” he said as he lifted her off his lap and set her beside him on the sofa.He chuckled at her confusion.“It seems I have no control when it comes to you.”
“I don’t understand.”She craned her neck to look up at him.
He indicated the wet spot on the front of his pants.
Jennifer’s eyes widened.“You...”A fiery blush stole over her features.
He chuckled at her embarrassment.“I orgasmed the same time you did.I haven’t done that since I was a teenager.”
Jennifer’s mouth fell open in shock, then closed to bite her lip as the color on her face deepened.“I was wondering how I was going to help you.”She pointed at his pants.“You know, with your...”
“You already did.”He laughed as he walked away.He turned and stopped in the hallway.“By the way, where is Lucky?I’ve meant to ask.”
Jennifer smiled even as a shadow of sadness swept across her eyes.
“He was adopted last week.He’s doing great and loves his new family.The family sent me a picture of him.He looks so good and even has his cast off.”
Grant watched as she tried to hide her sadness.“I’m sorry, baby.”
Jennifer stood, blinked back her tears, and smoothed down her nightgown.“Don’t be.This is what I wanted for him.”
“I know.But I also know you cared for him.”
Jennifer shrugged.“Yes.There are just some animals you connect with on a deeper level than others.”
Grant walked back and wrapped his arms around her before lowering his head and kissing her lips.“You still have me.I’m not as hairy, but I growl.”
Jennifer snorted.“You’re right about that.”
Grant chuckled as he walked down the hallway to the bathroom.
Jennifer walked to her bedroom and put on a pair of jeans, a bra, and a shirt.She sat on her bed, pulling on socks, when she caught sight of Grant.
He leaned against her bedroom doorjamb as his gaze roamed around her room, taking in the scents and calming feminine colors.Light blues and greens were posted all over in the paintings, the drapes, and the pillows scattered on her bed.A fluffy lace blanket spread across her queen-sized bed with only one edge disturbed from her sleep.She had painted the walls a light yellow.Besides the queen-sized bed, there was only enough room for a dresser and a small chair in the corner he wouldn’t even attempt to sit in.
He tried to imagine her thoughts when she finally saw the inside of his bedroom.While hers was bright, relaxing, and small, his bedroom at his house was large with dark earth tones in the bedspread and drapes, and the furniture was immense and made of dark walnut wood.He didn’t know anything about decorating, and most of the time didn’t care what his house and condo looked like.He would have to get Jennifer to help change some things and put her stamp on his places, so she’d feel comfortable and want to stay.
“Grant, are you okay?”she asked worriedly.
He hadn’t realized he’d been staring into space as she stood in front of him with her small hand on his forearm.“Yes, sweetheart.I’m just thinking about some changes I need to make at the house and condo, and I’m hoping you’ll help me with them.”
Jennifer’s brows furrowed, and her teeth chewed on her lower lip.“What kind of changes?”
Grant smiled at her and shrugged nonchalantly.“I don’t know yet.I want you to see both places and help me with ideas.”
She tilted her head to the side.“Why?”
Grant lifted a hand and combed his fingers through her wild hair.“I haven’t done anything to them since I’ve moved in.I like how peaceful your apartment is.I want to see if you can bring some of that to my place.”
