I waited for his reaction.
“How could Pops keep this from me?” He shook his head. “And not just me, my dad, my grandmother. I thought I knew him. He had another life? Another family? I don’t understand how he could have done this.”
I wish I had an answer that would make sense of this mess, but I was still trying to wrap my head around everything. I took his face between my palms.
“I will help you get through this. We will figure it out together. Just don’t shut me out, please. Don’t let it ruin us.”
He dropped the contents of the package on the floor as his hands tangled in my hair, his lips crashing into mine. His tongue twirled inside my mouth, and the center of my world began to tilt as his mouth moved harder and faster against my lips. I didn’t know if this was the beginning of makeup sex, or if he was going to break away any second and claim he had work to do. So, I held on for dear life, moaning at each flick of his tongue, my hands roaming his chest, reaching to his back. If I could hold him closer, he would know he was the only one for me. Mason Lachlan wasn’t in my head. I felt the electric charge tingling deep in my core and fire through my veins. If he broke this off now, I would scream.
Grey’s eyes darted to the window. He pulled back. “Baby, we can’t do this now. It’s the middle of the day, and that asshole could come back.”
I realized we were in the middle of fishbowl, where anyone on the outside looking in could see our every move. The supply closest was cramped enough. I planted another kiss on his lips.
“Take me home.”
“I’ve got to get back to the roof. We can pick this up later.” He stood, stretching his legs.
The fire he lit in my body was screaming to rage on. I couldn’t let him waltz out of here like we didn’t need this connection. Suddenly, it felt like everything between us hinged on this moment of intimacy. “No.” I stood in front of him. “Take me home. Take me to bed. Just take me.”
I stood on my toes and wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling his lips toward mine. I bit on his bottom lip. “I need you now. Not after work, not tonight, but right now.”
Grey didn’t speak. He laced his fingers through mine and tugged on my arm to lead me out of the office.
We didn’t say a single word as we climbed the stairs to our blue beach cottage, and we didn’t talk as we undressed each other in the coolness of our white bedroom. His hands lingered over my breasts and I arched forward, urging him to take me in his mouth. I moaned at the contact. I lowered myself on the bed, bringing him with me.
The house was quiet except for the sounds coming from the beach. Our room was bathed in sunlight. Shadows cast by the ceiling fan bounced off our naked skin. If Grey was still hurt, I couldn’t feel the tension in his body or see the wounds on his face. I ran my fingers through his hair. My legs parted for him, and I bowed toward him as he pushed deep inside, slow and forcefully. As long as we could still communicate with our bodies, we would always be able to tell each other how we felt. His heart beating against my chest, his whispers in my ear, his body moving in and out of mine. It was everything I needed.
I watched as Grey zipped his jeans and laced his boots. “Thank you.” He leaned down to kiss me on the neck.
“Thank you?” I let the sheet fall from my chest. I wasn’t ready for him to go. I wanted to climb in his lap and spend the rest of the afternoon showing him how much I loved him, in case he still had any doubts.
“Yeah, I needed that.” He smiled. “And I don’t mean just the sex part. I needed you too.”
“Can’t you stay?” I nipped at his ear, distracting him with whatever tactics would keep him from putting his shirt back on.
“Darlin’, I have to get on that roof and finish the shingles. But this was a much better ending to my morning than how it started.” He reached for the second boot. “I was an ass earlier.”
I wasn’t going to argue with him.
“How about we go out tonight? I don’t think I’ve taken you anywhere since you moved here.” He flashed a white smile.
We had become regular homebodies in a short amount of time. I wasn’t complaining. I liked sunsets on the deck and dinner on the floor watching TV. It was us.
“Sounds good. Pete’s?” I was excited to wear a dress. Grey hadn’t seen nearly enough of my cute clothes.
“Nah, some place else. I’ll think of something and text you later.”
“Ok.” I wrapped my arms around him a little tighter. I couldn’t let him go.
“Baby, I have to get to work. After the roof, I have rooms at the Palm to get ready.” He peeled me away limb by limb.
“What if I just stay here like this all day? Naked and waiting for you.” I threw the sheet on the floor.
His laughter filled the room. “You might get cold.”
I pouted. There was nothing cold in my body.