His Trouble Maker

Chapter 36

Chapter 36

Chapter 36

JESSICA

I feel so stupid.

Goddess, am I that easy to get?

Grayson is snoring beside me as I stare at the ceiling. What did I do? I look at myself under the cover and sigh because atleast, I didn’t had sex with him last night. However, I still ended up sleeping with him on my bed.

What the fuck is wrong with me?

He’s getting married.

I don’t even know if he’s lying to me or not. I don’t know if any of the words he said last night meant anything at all. Maybe I’m just the fool who keeps falling for it- for him- every goddamn time.

I feel the mattress shift behind me. Grayson is already pushing up behind me, his chest pressed to my spine, his legs bracketing mine.

I squeeze my eyes shut when his mouth finds my shoulder – a soft kiss, barely there. Another one, higher up, where the strap of my dress has fallen down my arm. A third, at the side of my neck. Lingering. “Good morning baby,” he said. “What are you thinking, hmm?”

I don’t answer. I can’t. If I open my mouth, the tears will come.

Grayson shifts behind me, sliding even closer, pressing kiss after kiss up the line of my throat to the back of my ear.

“Please,” he whispers, the word shaky, almost broken. “Share your thoughts with me.”

My chest tightens.

I want to believe him so badly it physically hurts. I turn my face slightly, just enough to catch a glimpse of him over my shoulder.

His hair is a mess. His eyes are heavy, rimmed with exhaustion and something deeper, something rawer.

Without thinking, I lift a hand and brush my fingers against his jaw. Grayson stills–like he’s afraid to move, afraid to scare me off. I guide his face toward me, needing to see him, needing something.

“…” My voice cracks. I swallow hard, fighting past the lump rising in my throat.

“I remember what you said last night.”

He lets out a slow breath, like he’s been holding it all night. His hand finds my waist under the blanket, fingers splaying against my ribs like. he’s trying to hold me together with just his touch. “I meant every word,” he says roughly. “Every single one.”

I blink up at him, searching his face, desperate for a lie I can cling to or a truth I can believe in.

Grayson leans down. “I’m not lying to you, baby.” Another kiss, right under my jaw. “I swear it.”

Are you?

each other so last time when he

mine, eyes squeezed shut like he’s

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word.”

nod, but it feels mechanical. My chest aches. “You’re still engaged,” I say, and

he rasps. “You know I didn’t

I say, shoving

– a deep, broken sound – and finally slants

my Luna.”

free. Tears blur my vision, but I blink them back

His face twists.

it’s too bad,” I snap, shoving him again, “because

Something shifts.

Everything stills.

like he’s just been hit

–

he repeats, his voice low, disbelieving. Dangerous. A

he’s already moving. He catches my wrist, fingers

over into the bed.

on top of me. All heavy muscle, caging me in. His knee presses between my thighs. His hand pins mine above my head.

leans down until our noses almost touch. “Say it again,” he says, voice

and wanting him so badly it terrifies

free hand catches my chin, forcing me to look at him. “No. His thumb brushes my

traitorous. Goddess, I hate him for making me feel

kiss to my mouth

mine like he’s holding back something brutal and ugly and

words into my mouth like a

yours. Even when I was too fucking

clench my eyes shut, trying to block him

kiss–lower–dragging his mouth slowly

he moves up instantly. He would let me do anything to him right now.

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fast it almost hurts

swallow, heart pounding so hard I can barely breathe. “Be good to me,” I say, barely more than

“Oh, Jess,” he rasps, kissing my forehead, my eyelids, my cheeks frantic desperate kisses like he’s trying to stitch me back together with his

tighter, dragging him down to me, and he follows–helpless–smashing his mouth against mine

second of distance.

Our kiss is messy.

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