“So.., Jake.” I grin.
She shakes her head at me, trying to fight the grin on her face. “Ah, Everly, he is just gorgeous and boy does he know what to do with his tongue.”
I laugh. “That good, huh?”
She nods. “That good. Pinch me so I know I’m not dreaming.”
I nip the skin on her upper arm and she yelps.
“Ouch, bitch.”
I feign looking offended. “You were the one who asked me to pinch you.”
“I didn’t mean, really.” She groans, rubbing her arm. “How are you doing?”
The smile disappears from my face as fast as it came. “I’m dealing. I kissed Tyler,” I confess to her, “I mean like I kissed him, tongue’s and all, and I liked it,” I admit to her.
“There’s nothing wrong with liking it E.”
I nod, knowing she is right. “Urgh, I still love Grayson. Even though he’s broke my heart, I love him Court”
She rolls over and pulls me into a side hug. “I know you do, E. You need to talk to him. Listen to what he has to say and then you do what you need to do.”
She is right. I can’t hide from this forever. The thought of seeing him cuts me deep. I have to be strong and face this.
GRAYSON
I groan as I roll over and slowly come to. The light glares through the hotel window, blinding me. Jesus, what fucking time was it? I roll onto my front and bury my head in the pillow. My head hammers loudly. How much did I drink last night? I try to recall the evening before. I sit up in bed and rub my eyes and look around the room. This wasn’t my room! My hotel suite was bigger than this one, so whose fucking room was this? I climb out of bed and look down to see I’m naked. What the actual fuck? Why am I in someone else’s hotel room with nothing on? A door opens and I swing my attention towards the person who leaves the bathroom.
“Morning handsome,” Imogen says with a wink as she walks towards me in nothing but a towel. Once she is standing in front of me, she drops the towel to the floor, she’s as naked as the day she was born. For a second, I just stare at her. What is she doing here? I hiss and step back when she wraps a possessive hand around my cock.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?”
She rolls her eyes and steps forward, placing her hands on my chest. “Oh, come on Grayson. You and me, It’s going to happen. Our parents want it, damn I want it.” She licks up my chest with her tongue. “I’ll make it good for you, I promise.”
I take her wrists in my hands and step back from her. “Stop,” I command, glaring at her. “Me and you are not going to happen, Imogen, despite what everyone wants. I’m my own man and I do what I want and you are not what I want.”
Imogen snarls at me. “Let me guess, the little slut is what you want. She doesn’t belong in your world, Grayson. Paige has told me all about her. The poor northern girl. Is she good in bed, is that it? Because I assure you, I’m better.”
This girl is unreal! Who the fuck does she think she is?
I lean my face into hers. “Let me make this real fucking clear, okay? That girl is ten times the fucking woman you could ever be. She has more class in her little finger than you could ever have. I love the fucking bones of her, and if, I ever get engaged, it will be her that wears my ring on her finger.”
Imogen glares at me, placing her hands on her hips. “Our fathers — “
“I don’t give a fuck what our fathers want. I’m not a fucking business deal,” I growl.
Imogen smirks at me. “What if your little northern slut doesn’t want you anymore?”
I grin. “My girl and I are solid.”
She smiles a cunning and evil smile, and my blood chills.
“What have you done?”
She shrugs her shoulders and reaches for her phone. “You think she’ll want you now?”
My stomach drops when I see the Instagram post.
“You scheming bitch!”
Imogen laughs. “I took care of the minor problem. You and I Grayson we’re happening. If you want your dad to get this deal, then you’ll be the good little son and make me yours.” She lies back on the bed and spreads her legs wide open. “Now do what you’re supposed to and fuck me.”
I shake my head in disgust. Does she honestly think I’ll just shrug my shoulders and climb on top of her and sink inside her? It will be a cold day in hell before my dick goes anywhere near her. I reach for her towel off the floor and throw it over her.
“Cover yourself up. You’re embarrassing yourself. Have you no fucking class?” I look around the room. “Where the fuck are my clothes and how the shit did I end up naked in your bed?”
She laughs as she reluctantly wraps the towel around her body. “You just couldn’t get drunk and let loose, could you? So I had to slip a little something in your drink to help you along. Your dad helped me get you in here and then I did the rest.”
An icy chill runs down my back. “Did you fuck me whilst I was out of it?”
She scoffs at me. “You think I need a man unconscious to fuck me? They’re queuing up to have me, you dick. I just needed you naked so that I could take that lovely photo and post it for the world to see. I wonder what you’re little slut thought when she saw it, huh?”
“You are unbelievable!” I snarl. I storm into the bathroom to grab a towel and I wrap it around my waist. “I want my hotel key and my clothes now!”
Imogen rolls her
