Grayson’s gaze lingered on me longer than it did on Maddox. He was still right by the door, yet my robe, damp hair, and glowy skin after I was freshly fucked seemed to grab his attention the most.
He poked his inner cheek and I internally scoffed. He only ever did that when he was extremely furious or felt betrayed.
I still remembered his warning for me to stay away from Maddox, but I couldn’t. He was so good at making me forget all the pain in my heart.
The nerve of Grayson to show up at my house after being away with Tiffany for two weeks and act like I wasn’t supposed to enjoy myself.
I expected a rush of shame or something, but I was perfectly calm. It didn’t matter how he looked <i>at </i>me.
I was about to be the ice breaker as the silence went on for too long, but Maddox beat me to it.
“Well, look who it is, the one half of the newlyweds. Where’s Tiffany?”
“I left her home,” he said, walking past Maddox with his eyes still on me. “I thought you weren’t back in town.”
“I arrived <i>a </i>few hours ago. I didn’t even head home yet. I thought I’de straight here and surprise Harper.”
Grayson looked at the lower half of my exposed thighs as he said, “She doesn’t like surprises.”
Maddox chuckled from behind him. “Oh, she definitely loved mine.”
His suggestive stone made Grayson smack his lips, his face turning red so quickly like he was about to break something.
Even when he came so close to me, I didn’t feel the need to exin myself to him, so I smiled a little.
“I’m d you’re back. How was the honeymoon?”
“Can we talk? In private<i>?</i><i>” </i>he asked.
I looked past his shoulder and Maddox leaned against the doorframe, still facing the front yard and listening to Grayson and I in silence.
“Sure”
I led the way to the kitchen so Grayson and I could be alone, ncing over my shoulder just once.
“Coffe<b>, </b>juice or water?” I offered, my expression neutral and voice cold as ice.
“I’m fine.”
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The grumpiness in his voice gave it away that he was lying, but that still didn’t make me feel any different.
“I guess I’ll just make a cup of coffee for myself,” I said. “Maddox might want one, too.”
He leaned against the kitchen counter, watching me in silence for a few minutes as I moved around the kitchen with practiced ease<b>, </b>pouring hot coffee into two mugs like it was another casual morning.
“I have to admit that I was wrong about Greece,” I said. “It’s way more beautiful than I thought. The pictures you sent me were proof of that.”
I turned to face him quickly and he nodded, his voice softer than I expected.
“Yes, it was absolutely beautiful.”
I stirred my own cup with a spoon, letting the silence drag on a little before I added, “Of all the pictures you sent me, I liked the one you and Tiffany took in front of the ocean.”
My voice went quieter towards the end and those words tasted bitter on my tongue, but I smiled anyway and took a sip from my mug.
“I wasughing about it earlier today that you sent me so many pictures,” I said.
“You didn’t have to look at them.” His tone was less friendly.
I already knew why, so I just shrugged, lifting the mug to my lips again.
“How could I not look at them when you sent them to me? I appreciate your effort to keep me up to date with all the ces you and Tiffany had been to, at least most of them. Does she know you’re here?”
“I don’t have to exin myself to her every time I’ming to see you. I called and texted you so many times to let you know that I was on my way back but I didn’t hear from you.”
My mind wandered off a little, thinking about how my phone rang right when Maddox’s cock was deep inside of me.
“I was..busy.”
“And you didn’t bother to still check your pher on? Had you known that I was on the way, you would have warned me about Maddox being here and I wouldn’t havee.”
I tightened the grip on the mug. Had I found out earlier that he was on his way to my ce, I still wouldn’t have told him that Maddox was with me.
“You two just can’t stay away from each other, huh?” He shook his head lightly. “Don’t tell me you’re falling for him.”
I scoffed. “We were just blowing off some steam. Anyway, what did you want to talk about?”
He shook his head with disapproval. “You’re so different.”
“I’m d you can tell.”
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He scoffed. “That, right there, <b>is </b>exactly what I’m talking about. I prefer the old Harp.”
“And I prefer this one,” Maddox chimed in as he entered the kitchen.
“Hey,” I said, approaching him. “I made you some coffee.”
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He took it from me and sipped it quickly, his gaze lingering on my corbone like he wanted <i>to </i>trail kisses on it again. I didn’t even realize Grayson was watching us until he cleared his throat from behind me.
“Thanks for the coffee.” Maddox set down the mug after drinking half of it. “I have to go now. I’ve spent the past four hours here.”
I knew he was being flirtatious on thatst part, but he took it a step further when he pulled me closer by the waist and held me against his chest. My heart skipped a beat as our eyes locked. Maybe it was because I didn’t expect him to do that in front of Grayson, or maybe it was because my body recognized his touch right away.
“So, that’s a yes on my birthday party?” Maddox’s eyes dropped to my lips.
“You’re unbelievable.” I yfully rolled my eyes. “I told you that’ll depend on the ns I have with my friends<b>.</b><b>” </b>
“Come on.” He smirked.
I couldn’t wipe the smile off my face. Maddox was openly flirting with me in front of Grayson and I didn’t want him to stop.
I nced at Grayson, but Maddox guided my gaze back to his by dominantly cing his fingertips at the base of my chin.
“Is that a yes?” he asked.
I sighed. “Yes.”
He brought his face closer and whispered, “That’s a good girl.”
I wasn’t certain if Grayson heard that or not, but I didn’t care. I was more focused on the sensation those words awakened between my legs.
I expected a kiss from Maddox, but he suddenly dropped his arm from my waist and made his way out of the kitchen. I even felt iplete and furrowed my eyebrows as my eyes followed him.
“Harp…” Grayson said behind me.
“Hmm?” I nonchntly responded even while knowing he watched Maddox and I.
“This really isn’t you,” he said. “Openly flirting with the guy you’ve always known <b>was </b>a yboy?”
<b>“</b>Can we not do this again?” My forehead creased.
“Listen to m-”
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“No, you better listen to me. I appreciate your concern, but I know what I’m doing. It’s not like I wasn’t seeing anyone when I was in college. I’ll be just fine.”
“I can count on one hand the amount of times you’ve spoken to him in person and here you are, sleeping with him again. Don’t you see anything wrong with that?”
“Nope.” I firmly shook my head.
“Don’t give yourself away so easily to anybody.”
“He’s not just anybody.”
“I miss the days when you would listen to my advice, Harp.”
“And you never listened to mine, no matter how many times I told you Tiffany wasn’t the sweet angel she pretended to be. You wanted her so badly that you just pursued her until you had her, so let me make my own choices<b>.</b><b>” </b>
Suddenly, he stepped forward and trapped me against the kitchen counter, making me ce my hands on it. He looked into my eyes as if searching for something and I could hear my heart pounding hard.
Then, he possessively wrapped his arms around me and like an idiot, I closed my eyes. Being in his embrace felt so right when it wasn’t supposed to.
“So much has changed about you, but you’re still that sweet Harp and I just don’t want to see you with Maddox because he’ll only hurt you.”
I wanted to tell him that Maddox and I were just fucking, but that was none of his business.
“You know what?” He pulled back slightly, cupping the sides of my face and my heart fluttered.
“What?” I managed to say.
It took him a moment to speak and his gaze only grew more intense. I thought I spotted what looked like longing for a split second, but quickly told myself it would only ever happen in my dreams.
Why didn’t he say anything more? Why did he drag out the silence and make me feel like he was about to say something I desperately wanted to hear?
The front door closed after Maddox was outside and I used that moment to get away from Grayson. I didn’t want to be that close and look into his eyes like I meant something more to him.
“I can’t believe I’m actually about to go this far,” he began, “but there’s something you need to know about
Maddox.”
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