His Trouble Maker

Chapter 177

Chapter 177

JESSICA

“Where. Were. You.”

“Out.”

That was it?

:

398

5 vouchers

Three goddamn hours of pacing grooves into the floor, chewing my nails down to nothing while every clock tick scraped my nerves raw, and that’s all he gives me?

Grayson didn’t pause. The bastard stalked past me into the bedroom like he’d crawled out of some pit, jacket still reeking of smoke and sin. My chest burned. I should’ve launched a lamp at his head. Instead, I followed, pulse hammering like it wanted to strangle me from the inside.

“Grayson!”

“Baby, I’m tired.”

Baby. Oh, fuck him. My fists curled at my sides, nails biting into skin. I stepped into the doorway, spine rigid. If he thought he could breeze in with one word and vanish into our sheets, he had another thing coming.

“Don’t you dare ‘baby‘ me.”

I wanted to claw the word out of his throat, even as some traitorous part of me catalogued the sweat at his temple, the heat rolling off him, the loose tie, the way his shoulders carried danger–and something else, something magnetic. My stomach twisted. My thighs pressed tight. Rage and want clawed at each other inside

me.

He dragged a hand down his face like he was swatting an itch he couldn’t shake. “I don’t want to do this tonight.”

“Too fucking bad,” I snapped, shoving at his chest. He didn’t budge. Never did.

Instead, his palm caught my wrist, scorching skin. He tilted his head, eyes cutting me like he could flay me open with one look.

“Careful,” he warned.

“Careful?” I barked a laugh. “You disappear for hours smelling like hell and tell me to be careful?”

He leaned into me, pressing me back, chest crushing mine, grip sliding to my waist. My ribs cinched under him. My breath hitched.

“Where were you?”

muttered, a

Sep

Chapter 177

Vouchers

just to feel him buckle. He didn’t.

play games with me,

my chin, jaw locked, daring him. “Out

lingering like a curse. “Does it

you’re fucking someone

low, dangerous laugh vibrated against my knuckles. “If I were fucking someone else, you’d know. You’d smell her on

That’s true.

throat bare in defiance that tasted too much like surrender. “Say

second, I was

“Grayson-”

I shoved at his chest with both hands, but all it did was make him

to know where I was?” he rasped, teeth grazing my jaw, lips relentless. “I fucked up,

in my neck like he could crawl inside and stay

shirt. Fury shook me. “Fucked up

hand slid higher on my thigh, forcing it open, grounding me against the wall with sheer weight. “Out there–blood, teeth, rage–I let the wolf win. I nearly-” His voice cracked,

Grayson lost control?

I snapped, eyes wide, nails clawing at his shoulders. “You nearly… didn’t come back? You’re telling me–what? That you

raw. “I–I couldn’t stop it. The wolf… he came out, and I… I almost didn’t make it

“You’re insane,” I hissed, shoving at him. Hands barely

mine, teeth brushing mine in warning. “I’ve

he almost… didn’t make it back. Almost lost himself. Almost…

Sep

Chapter 177

what…?” I whispered, mind

bed. I sank onto it, trying to catch my thoughts. “Did

“Yes.”

“What?”

“I’ve visited Logan, Jess.”

eyes

Check if he’d gone too

voice caught between fury and disbelief. “Grayson… you don’t check. You go in… you-

me. “Do you really think of

Of course not.

wants you to

“Yes.”