I wanted to ask Greyson what was happening, but he rubbed my hair gently and said, "Go to sleep."

Why did this doting tone sound like he was comforting his girlfriend?

I looked at him, my eyes searching, peering into his mask, trying to see who he was, but I couldn't. And it frustrated the hell out of me.

"Are you so ugly that you dare not show your face?"

Was he too afraid to pursue me openly? Worried I would immediately turn him down?

"Don't tell me you have a lot of zits on your face."

He remained silent.

my hand, put it on his

acne. Just smooth and firm

the only man

him reminded me of Griffon. Whether it was the way he touched me or the tone of his speech, he was so

clear that he never wanted to see me again. How

patted me on the

it, not wanting him to be able to see my face. If the man was Griffon

if I said I

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