Chapter 4
Charlotte
In the middle of the night, I gotta pee.
Half awake, I roll out of bed and drag my feet as I head to the bathroom. But even though I’m hazy, I’m smiling.
Because... Grayson.
That wassoamazing. To feel a guy that close. The best moment of my life.
When I leave the bathroom, voices catch my attention.
It’s coming from Grayson’s room. I creep closer and press my ear to the door. Sounds like he’s talking to a woman. Where did a woman come from?
His deep voice carries, muffled, but definitely his. “Mmm, that’s it, you dirty girl. Turn around.”
The woman replies in a sultry voice, “You want to put it in my tight ass?”
Gross.
Then—
Shemoans.
“Fuck, yeah. That’s it, filthy girl. Put it in deep, stretch it.”
Eww. Eww. Eww.
And — freaking heartbreaking!
I sigh and frown.
There’s that damn jealousy I never wanted, and it hurts even worse than I expected. I hate it.
Abruptly, my heart pounds against my chest.
Now, I’m getting mad. Don’t get mad.
But I am.
A chill runs down my spine as the memory flashes of Grayson’s breath sweeping down my neck. It was so earth shaking. So special for me.
I can’t help it. My hands ball into fists, and I curse God through clenched teeth. “Almost a perfect day and you ruined it by making me pee in the middle of the night.”
Dang it!Now I feel worse because I’m blaming God for this. For getting my hopes up. I should just be grateful for having a guy’s attention for one minute.
I smack my own forehead and choke back tears.
You’re such an idiot, Charlotte.You don’t deserve him. That other, clearly more experienced woman does.
I don’t know why I can’t control myself, but I want to see what type of woman is deserving. Carefully, I turn the knob and peek through the small crack.
Grayson is sitting in the bed, back rested against the headboard. It’s dark, the only light from a laptop. I can see his sculpted face and bare chest, but nothing else, the rest of himblocked by shadows and the computer screen. His mouth is parted as he stares at the laptop.
And I hear it. Thefriction. His arm is moving, stroking.
He’s masturbating!
