His Trouble Maker

Chapter 21

Chapter 21

JESSICA

Something warm dragged across the curve of my shoulder. Barely there. A breath, a kiss–so light it could’ve been a dream. Then another, lower. Lips. Definitely lips. Soft. Devoted. Burning.

I didn’t open my eyes. Couldn’t

My body was too heavy, floating somewhere between sleep and something else, something deeper.

“Jessica…

“Jessica

ny ribs, his mouth trailing after it, worshipping inch after inch like he

More desperate this time. Closer to wrecked. His breath fanned over my was starving and I was the last thing left worth tasting

My lashes fluttered open, and the first thing I saw was shadow, A body hunched close, one forearm braced beside my head, the other cupping the edge of the table like he was holding himself back

Grayson

He was crouched next to me, his face only inches from mine. He was crouched beside the table, arm bent, wrist braced beside my head like he needed to hold himself in place or he’d do something reckless. The other hand ran through his hair, fingers dragging slow across his scalp before sliding down over his mouth, thumb brushing his bottom lip like he was trying to erase a smirk before it gave him away.

He failed.

That smile curled anyway, lazy and dangerous, like he was thinking something filthy and finding it funny.

“You drool in your sleep, he murmured, eyes dropping to my mouth again. “Kind of adorable. Kind of disgusting.”

I let out a sound–a groan or maybe a growl–and shoved half–heartedly at his arm.

He didn’t budge. He just grinned wider, fingers still lingering at the edge of his lips, dragging down his jaw like he was remembering what my

skin tasted like.

“What?” he said, too innocent to be real. “You looked peaceful. I didn’t want to wake you. Figured you’d claw my face off”

I quickly sat up and fix myself before looking at him for someone who saw his ex–girlfriend for the first time, he looks really happy. He’s right, 1suddenly want to claw his face off

“You look thrilled,” Isnapped, stepping back. “Should’ve brought her flowers while you were at it”

Grayson smirked. That same slow, mocking curl that always made me want to slap him or climb him–God, I hated that

“Are you jealous?”

Lopened my mouth–ready to spit something mean, something sharp–but nothing came out.

Because I didn’t know.

I wasn’t sure

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I was fucking confused out of my

think straight. He was looking at me like that, touching me like that, saying shit that didn’t line up with any

hated him for

I knew his goddamn reputation. Grayson–the smooth talker, the fuckboy with a trail of broken hearts and

And still

of her clothes, only to forget

didn’t say any

I couldn’t.

laughed, bitter and ugly. “Don’t

locked on mine. Because I will never

“Grayson…”

me lip tight,” I perfectly remember it, Jess.” He pauses as if he needed to breath, “Trust me. I had a hard time forgetting about

I don’t like Grayson

many things I never felt for anyone else before but that doesn’t mean that I like him romantically. Plus, he have a mate. I will have

“I’m sorry.”

He chuckles.

really sorry

made him chuckle. I feel so bad rejecting him for how many times now but it doesn’t

is quiet. I turn to look and he’s watching me with that soulful look on his face. I saw him angry, furious and even

Saw him like this.

carefully watching my expression. I don’t know why I’m suddenly nervous.” But you have

Not tell anyone?

“Even Logan?”

“Even

first time, it felt gentle. He was never gentle with me though so whatever he’s going to say is making me nervous. “Let’s

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jaw drops. “W–What

then he look away.” It means…I’m going to

I try to catch his eyes and there’s

to you. I’ll

chance to-”

“But why?”

and Grayson stops from talking. His mouth widely open as if he didn’t expect my question when he run this scenario in

head.

furrowed. “What do you

head. Is he always this dense? I cannot believe the future alpha of our pack is like this. Against all reason, I take his hands off my cheek and put it

Grayson mouth drops open..

only knows how