Page 86 of Mess With Me

“His wedding’s not the reason he’s still here, Sasha,” Cass says gently. “It’s you.”

CHAPTER24

Sasha

When I tell Griff we should go a few minutes later, he takes me by the hand and mutters something likethank Christ.We’re gone in what feels like thirty seconds flat.

His sisters weren’t kidding.

He helps me into his truck. While he’s walking around the other side, I look through the photos of me holding Imogen. I send him one where we’re both smiling, our faces tipped together. She looks so freaking cute.

Griff pauses outside his door, pulling out his phone.

His face lights up, and for a moment, I wonder if my joke’s gone awry. Then he scowls and shoves the phone back in his pocket before getting in.

“You like it?”

“Very cute.”

“Thought you might. Seeing as you love babies so much.”

He glowers at me.

“You could have told me you wanted to go,” I say as he buckles up and starts the truck.

“You were having fun.”

“Weren’t you?”

Griffin makes his signature sound; the one that could mean yesorno. I still don’t know which.

I pinch my lips together, hiding the smile on my face as he shifts the truck into reverse.

He throws his hand over the back of my seat but pauses, narrowing his eyes when he sees my face. “What?”

“You’re really sweet, Griffin Kelly. You know that?”

Another grunting sound as he twists around and backs us out of the driveway. Why is seeing Griffin back up a truck so sexy? It shouldn’t be sexy.

He turns the truck with his palm on the wheel. Damn it, that’s sexy, too.

As he pulls into the road, I recross my legs and look out the window, surprised I’m not finding this man’s freakingbreathingsexy right now.

Griffin stretches his neck and lets out a low breath.

“God dammit, Griffin.”

He looks completely confused.

A few minutes later, I sigh, turning toward him on the seat. “Cap really got you with that side tackle.”

Picturing Griffin playing with kids is sweet. Far from sexy.

He grumbles. “I’m going to be bruised for a week.”

“You loved it.”

This time I get the tiny lip curl. Paired with the darting of his eyes to meet mine. It’s sweet and sexy all at once.

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