My palms get sweaty seeing him. A single lock of hair falls onto his forehead and I've never wanted to run my hands through anyone's hair as much before.
"Have a good day," Mr. Terrip tells the girl as she grabs her bag, walking away from the checkout counter.
I offer the girl a smile, she doesn't see it.
My smile falters as she walks past Grey, obviously checking him out.
He doesn't glare at her like he does to me.
At that, I just look back down at my skirt. My blonde hair falls around my face, blocking the view of Grey.
I feel his presence in front of me and I turn to Mr. Terrip.
"Mr. Terrip, this is Grey. Grey this is Mr. Terrip," I mutter softly.
"This is who you've been tal-"
"Mr. Terrip!" I cut him off, "shouldn't you be finishing your crossword puzzles?"
"I mean, I guess-"
"Okay," I pick up his crossword book and hand it to him. He gives me a sly little smile before taking his book and sitting at his desk.
At least now I know he actually listens sometimes.
"Are you here for the book you forgot to get?" I question, looking up only to find him glaring at me.
I just let out a little sigh.
I carefully climb off the counter and walk away from him, toward the back of the store.
There's no reason to glare at me especially when he's not glaring at that other girl.
What am I? Jealous?
She was really pretty though. Maybe he liked her. That's probably what it was.
I know I annoy him. He reminds me of that quite often.
Maybe I should just stop talking altogether.
Walking to a row of books that need to be put away, I pick up one.
Grey's hand grasps the back of my shirt, turning me around to face him.
His hand comes up and he rests it right at the top of my throat. He lifts my head up and glares.
It's hot in here.
"That wasn't there last night," he growls out, looking at my bottom lip.
"Yeah it was," I reply, "it was dark Grey, you just didn't see it."
I raise my head and gently take hold of the one he has under my jaw.
Good lord this man has some nice hands.
I lower the both of our hands keeping my eyes away from his.