Page 71 of Zero Pucks Given
“Fuck,” Grayson whispered. “Of course it’s fuckingBobkilling my morning wood.”
“You’re still hard as steel,” I said, tightening my fingers around his length.
“Trust me: I’m flaccid on the inside.” Grayson glanced at the door. “Should we ignore him?”
“Ms. Harper?” Bob called, louder this time. “I tried calling, but you aren’t answering your phone…”
“I’ll hide,” Grayson said.
While he tip-toed into the bathroom—a sight which was hilarious for the big, muscular man—I grabbed a bathrobe out of the closet and wrapped it tightly around my body.
I opened the door a crack. “Sorry, I was sleeping,” I said with a yawn.
Bob narrowed his eyes at me. “You’re an awfully deep sleeper.” His eyes glanced past me into the room, but only for a moment. “We need to prep for your date with Grayson. Meet us in the lobby in an hour.”
He closed the door before I could respond, but I was grateful he was gone.
Grayson popped his head out of the bathroom. “We’re meeting early?”
“Apparently so. You’d better get back to your room before Bob tries knocking on your door.”
He retrieved his pants from the floor where they had been discarded last night. “I did it out of instinct, but do we really need to hide?”
“Good question,” I said. “I know our dates have beenverypublic, but I don’t know if I want all of my love life exposed.”
“Especially not to fucking Bob,” Grayson muttered, nodding in agreement. “We’ll keep it between us and figure it out later.”
“Good plan,” I said while I watched him get dressed. “I have another question.”
“What’s that?” he asked while focusing on finding his shirt.
“Can we do this again?”
He paused with his shirt in his hand and smiled lustily at me. “Let that robe fall open for a second?”
I uncrossed my arms, allowing the robe to open enough to expose half of my nude body. Grayson’s eyes raked over me like a caress.
“Yes,” he said, smiling hungrily. “Wedefinitelyshould do this again.”
“That was the correct answer,” I said.
Grayson pulled his shirt over his head, then cupped my cheek. “I’m really glad to hear you say that.” His lips brushed against mine. “See you in an hour.”
He pressed his eye to the peephole, then slipped out of the room.
I couldn’t stop smiling as I showered and got ready for our date. I still couldn’t believe that had happened.
I was overflowing with excitement, so I called Sharon and put her on speakerphone while I played with my hair. “Hi Josie, can I call you back in an hour? I’m having breakfast with Kyle.”
“I’ll be busy in an hour,” I replied. “I was just going to tell you that Grayson and I slept together, but if you want to wait until tonight to hear about it…”
There was an excited squeal on the other end of the line. “Forget about Kyle. I’m walking outside to talk to you. Tell meeverything.”
Half an hour later, I took the elevator down to the lobby. Bob, two marketing interns, and Manny the photographer, were waiting by thefront door. They waved me over.
“Today’s date is starting with coffee at a local shop,” Bob explained. “Then the two of you will get brunch. Any problems?”
“No problems. I’m starving.”
