squeezed, as if responding silently to my words.
I nuzzled my brow against her temple. “I know you told me to wait, Roxie. I know that, but it’s damn hard. So hard. I want you.”
“Griffin…” she whispered. I couldn’t see her, but I could feel her attempting to move away from my hands. “Griffin, we’ve been in here too long. We have dates.”
I closed my eyes, my nostrils flaring. I wasn’t going to let her do this. Not this time. I had her. I finally had her and she wasn’t running away.
I braced her shoulders, bringing her close to me. “No. No, we don’t have dates. We never did. It’s been you and me since we were out in that ballroom—on that dance floor. You have to know that. You have to have felt that.”
I was so tired of her making excuses. They didn’t hold up. They fell flat, and I was over them. Over them completely. I didn’t know what I expected to hear her say, but when the air went silent between us, only the music playing behind us, I didn’t think she’d say anything.
Suddenly, she removed her hands from my wrists, and feeling her way, she wrapped her arms around me. She laid her head against my chest, and I swear to God I felt her everywhere. Absolutely everywhere.
“I did feel it,” she said.
I didn’t know how I did it, but I managed to bring her closer, fit her body to me, and feel her even more. I brought my lips to her ear again, making sure to whisper since I was so close. “Meet me tonight. Somewhere. Anywhere. I don’t care if we just talk. Fuck, I couldn’t care less if we only stare at each other, but I have to see you. Be alone with you without people nearby.”
“How about…” Her voice seemly came from nowhere, and as I waited for her to finish, I listened to her breathing. It was suddenly unsteady, husky, and short.
“How about my room?” she continued, her voice timid and raspy. “I can ask Clare to stay with Destiny tonight.”
I didn’t know what she was proposing or if she was insinuating anything other than simply talking. Frankly, I didn’t care. She wasn’t running this time, and I’d take that for what it was. I’d fucking take it.
I leaned in, whispering in her ear, “Midnight.”
Chapter Twelve
Griffin
I didn’t know if I was too quiet or if D was just too… distracted. Whatever the reason, he didn’t stop, and what I ended up seeing him do when I came into the hotel room we shared would haunt my nightmares.
He was on his bed, his laptop to the side, as he jerked off to the moving image on the screen.
“Dude!” I said, turning away.
Shit, I did not want to see that.
He scrambled¸ getting his pants up and adjusted. He zipped himself up so quick it was by the grace of God he didn’t catch himself in his fly.
He pushed his laptop down, but didn’t close it all the way. “Sorry, man. I didn’t know when you were coming up from the ballroom.”
I actually let a laugh escape now that my shock was receding. Shaking my head, I went to my bag. Thank God the bag was on my own bed in the room. “It’s cool, but fuck. What happened to your date? I thought you’d be with her tonight.”
I said ‘her’ because I didn’t know her name. As far as I knew he just met the girl this week.
“Would you believe she started her period today?” Rising up, he sat back on the baseboard of his bed. He moved the laptop onto his lap. “I obviously compensated. Well, I would have if it weren’t for you. Fucking cockblocker.”
Chuckling, I drew a fresh t-shirt and jeans out of my bag. “Sorry to disturb you. I’m out of here soon anyway, then you can go back to your ‘date’ for the evening. I’m not sure when I’ll be back.”
When I originally made the plans with Roxie, I was unsure of what our late night meeting entailed. I just knew we’d be spending time together. It didn’t matter if that led to anything more. I was okay with whatever she wanted to do.
Smiling at the thought of her, I changed out of my suit into
I nuzzled my brow against her temple. “I know you told me to wait, Roxie. I know that, but it’s damn hard. So hard. I want you.”
“Griffin…” she whispered. I couldn’t see her, but I could feel her attempting to move away from my hands. “Griffin, we’ve been in here too long. We have dates.”
I closed my eyes, my nostrils flaring. I wasn’t going to let her do this. Not this time. I had her. I finally had her and she wasn’t running away.
I braced her shoulders, bringing her close to me. “No. No, we don’t have dates. We never did. It’s been you and me since we were out in that ballroom—on that dance floor. You have to know that. You have to have felt that.”
I was so tired of her making excuses. They didn’t hold up. They fell flat, and I was over them. Over them completely. I didn’t know what I expected to hear her say, but when the air went silent between us, only the music playing behind us, I didn’t think she’d say anything.
Suddenly, she removed her hands from my wrists, and feeling her way, she wrapped her arms around me. She laid her head against my chest, and I swear to God I felt her everywhere. Absolutely everywhere.
“I did feel it,” she said.
I didn’t know how I did it, but I managed to bring her closer, fit her body to me, and feel her even more. I brought my lips to her ear again, making sure to whisper since I was so close. “Meet me tonight. Somewhere. Anywhere. I don’t care if we just talk. Fuck, I couldn’t care less if we only stare at each other, but I have to see you. Be alone with you without people nearby.”
“How about…” Her voice seemly came from nowhere, and as I waited for her to finish, I listened to her breathing. It was suddenly unsteady, husky, and short.
“How about my room?” she continued, her voice timid and raspy. “I can ask Clare to stay with Destiny tonight.”
I didn’t know what she was proposing or if she was insinuating anything other than simply talking. Frankly, I didn’t care. She wasn’t running this time, and I’d take that for what it was. I’d fucking take it.
I leaned in, whispering in her ear, “Midnight.”
Chapter Twelve
Griffin
I didn’t know if I was too quiet or if D was just too… distracted. Whatever the reason, he didn’t stop, and what I ended up seeing him do when I came into the hotel room we shared would haunt my nightmares.
He was on his bed, his laptop to the side, as he jerked off to the moving image on the screen.
“Dude!” I said, turning away.
Shit, I did not want to see that.
He scrambled¸ getting his pants up and adjusted. He zipped himself up so quick it was by the grace of God he didn’t catch himself in his fly.
He pushed his laptop down, but didn’t close it all the way. “Sorry, man. I didn’t know when you were coming up from the ballroom.”
I actually let a laugh escape now that my shock was receding. Shaking my head, I went to my bag. Thank God the bag was on my own bed in the room. “It’s cool, but fuck. What happened to your date? I thought you’d be with her tonight.”
I said ‘her’ because I didn’t know her name. As far as I knew he just met the girl this week.
“Would you believe she started her period today?” Rising up, he sat back on the baseboard of his bed. He moved the laptop onto his lap. “I obviously compensated. Well, I would have if it weren’t for you. Fucking cockblocker.”
Chuckling, I drew a fresh t-shirt and jeans out of my bag. “Sorry to disturb you. I’m out of here soon anyway, then you can go back to your ‘date’ for the evening. I’m not sure when I’ll be back.”
When I originally made the plans with Roxie, I was unsure of what our late night meeting entailed. I just knew we’d be spending time together. It didn’t matter if that led to anything more. I was okay with whatever she wanted to do.
Smiling at the thought of her, I changed out of my suit into
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