Once I cum, he pulls away, slow, lips shiny, expression calm.
Then, a grin. “See how much I like your body?”
My cheeks burn. I nod, breathless and heart pounding. The rush is still tingling in my thighs.
He kisses my stomach, so soft, warm, and affectionate.
“Good.” Another kiss, lower this time. “Now cancel that gym membership.”
I blink.
My smile lingers, but it’s uncertain. “Why? I mean, they have yoga classes I wanna try.”
His lips pause against my skin. His eyes lift, colder now.
My pitch jumps. “I get a free session with a personal trainer, too. He... he knows a lot and—”
“A trainer? A guy?” His head lifts fully now. His eyes are different. He stills, and I see it. Some kind of panic.
He hisses, “Cancel thefuckingmembership.”
I freeze.
His voice is so cold and dark. My body tightens. “Grayson, I didn’t mean—”
But he’s already up. His hands move fast, zipping up with angry motions like every inch of clothing is armor. He won’t meet my eyes.
“You know what, Charlotte? Talk back. Toss me aside. Fuck whatever gym-rat you want. If he can even get hard looking at your rolls.”
“Grayson! Don’t freak out... It’s...” I stammer, then cover my mouth, suddenly speechless.
I can’t believe he said that!
He storms out. His bedroom door shuts. And the lock clicks.
I just stand there. Pants around my ankles. Pulse racing. Heat still between my legs.
But my stomach—
It’s twisted.
It’s like being kissed by an angel only to be cut by the devil. I don’t knock. Brax’s room is nearby. He’ll hear.
So I text.
Don’t be mad. I’ll cancel it. I swear! I only want YOU!!!
Grayson
I dont care fuck who u want
Just like that.
Final.
I stare at the screen, my fingers trembling.
What did I say? What did I do?
