Chapter Twenty-Eight

He is standing stone-faced, as I get closer to the door, he opens the passenger side and slides in. I watch him walk around the car glaring into the window before he opens the door and slides inside.

He starts the engine and I stay quiet; I do not want to argue with him, but I know the minute one of us speaks that’s what this is going to erupt into.

I turn my body towards the window as he starts the cars feeling the anger radiation from him. I know full well he is mad because I spoke to Alex, but I also know it’s only made worse by the fact that he has spoken with his brother.

It is not fair for him to direct all of the anger he has at me and I know that’s what’s coming. We drive silently home.

The more I think about the impending argument the madder I get; I do not even want to talk to him. How dare he stand at his car with his arms folded as he owns me.

I am fairly sure I’m my own person and I can do whatever the hell I want.

We pull out the front and he hand his keys to the valet; I do not wait for him but head straight to the lift. He follows close behind and we take the silent trip to the apartment, the atmosphere becoming more and more unstable.

He pushes the door open and I follow behind, as he takes off his coat, I waste no time in heading directly for my room.

When we got back tonight, we were supposed to talk about his brother as what a dick he is, it is evident those plans have changed, and we are going to talk about Alex.

Walking into the room I make sure to close the door behind me before chucking my coat on the bed and unzipping my dress.

I head to the bathroom and switch on the taps, there is no way he is going to come in if he thinks I’m showering. I wait for a few minutes for the water to run and when I hear no footsteps, I assume my plan worked.

I slid out of the dress thankful that I am no longer wearing it, it looked great, but I also like breathing. I turn to place the dress on the unit when I see Greyson with his eyes fixated on my now half-naked body.

“So, we’re not even going to talk not is that it?”

He sounds pissed, but I cannot be bothered to play this game. I grab the towel off the rail and cover myself back up.

“I figured I’d have a shower then we can talk about your brother “

He rolls his eyes and grunts at me, before taking a step forward now fully in the bathroom.

“That’s not what we need to talk about, and you damn well know it, Gen, what the fuck were you doing with Alex?”

Here we go.

“He asked to talk to me, so I agreed”.

“So that’s it, you just spoke to him?”

I can almost feel the sourness coming from his voice.

“Yes, he wanted to explain, and I guess I wanted an explanation”.

“He wanted to explain how he planned on removing you from your own wedding without your consent. Placing his hands on you without your say so leaving you in a mess on the floor?”

“Yes”

“So, what was the explanation Gen, because it looked like the two of you were pretty cosy in the tearoom”.

That pisses me off to no end. If I want to forgive him that is my choice.

“He explained how he felt, and I listened, then we agreed to work on being friends again.”

“So, you are going to see him again, are you serious?”

He sounds even angrier, his voice now louder than before.

“Yes. I am going to see him again, Greyson. He is one of my oldest friends I owe him that much”.

I push past him and head back into the room.

“You owe him absolutely nothing, he treated you well until you rejected him. People like him don’t change Gen he will always want something from you”.

“So, what if he does? That is my choice to find that out. He won’t hurt me”.

My own voice is now raised, my cheeks flushed with anger.

“Are you so sure of that Gen, are you so sure that he won’t fool you into thinking your best friends and then try it on with you again. You’re making a mistake in trusting him”.

He steps closer to me creating a small gap between us.

“It’s my choice though Greyson why don’t you just drop it and let’s talk about what you are really mad about”.

“This Gen. I am fucking mad about this. If I had not walked in that day, I have no doubt he would have done more to you and your so fucking blinded by the need to have people in your life that you can’t even see”.

That angers me, he knows how much I value relationships and to throw it back in my face is a low blow.

“You know what, you’re an asshole Greyson. You’re also forgetting that if it weren’t for you, I would never have run into him tonight”.

I step closer to him, the rage radiation from me, I want him to feel how angry I am.

“If it weren’t for you having a reputation for sleeping aground giving your own brother ammunition against you, we would not be here”.

“That’s different and you know it, he’s just doing it to get the company”.

“How is its different Grey, you say I value relationships so much and yet you care for them so little, you use people Greyson for moments of happiness in your life and then you throw them away just like you did with Brittany. The worst part is you seem okay with it.”

I decide to let it all out.

“You let people use you so you can feel good about yourself never admitting that it's not enough. And then when someone even gets a tiny bit close you keep them at arm’s length. All the stuff that happened between us was a fluke Grey, I realise that now it was just a momentary lapse in your judgement. I get it I really do we were in Hawaii and you wanted to live that fantasy, I am just sorry I fell for it. I’m sorry I became another Brittany”.

I go to take another step towards the wardrobe hoping he will take the hint and leave. Before I can even move, he has grabbed my arm and pulled me into him, his lips crashing into mine.

One hand firmly around my neck the other wrapped around my waist holding me firmly in place, he is kissing mine with such force that I cannot help but lean into it, kissing him back.

My anger fuelling the kiss I want him, but I also want him to feel how angry I am at him. I bite his bottom lip and he lets out a small groan. I open my mouth and let his tongue enter as this kiss deepens.

He lifts me off the floor. I wrap my legs around him, my back now pressed against the wall. He trails kisses from my mouth down to my neck, his hand gently cupping my breast as I run my fingers through his hair.
I cannot help but let out a small moan, the feel of his hands on me, setting my skin on fire. He pulls the towel from me chucking on the floor as my hands run over his chest ripping the buttons from his shirt, A burning need to be near him.

I can feel his excitement pressed against me, the feel making my nipples harden with the thought of him. We stay this way locked in the embrace for a few moments longer, desperately hungry to close.

“Fuck Gen”

He pulls his lips away from my own and places his forehead on mine as our breathing steadies and his eyes are closed.

“You were never just a momentary lapse. You are the only woman who I’ve ever needed a connection with. Who has ever driven me crazy and taken over my every thought day and night? You are the only person I’ve ever genuinely cared about.”

His eye meets mine and I see the sincerity in them.

“Greyson what are you saying?”

My voice is shaky, my breathing again becoming rushed.

“I’m staying tonight I was jealous; I don’t care if you wanted to be friends with Alex again. I care about the fact that you might want him. I care about the fact that I could lose you for not giving you what you deserve Gen. For not giving you something real”

I can tell he is telling the truth. I can feel it from him, I do not let him finish, instead, I grab his neck pulling him into me, kissing him with everything I have.

He kisses me back, gripping me tightly as he moves away from the wall placing me down on the bed, his lips never leaving my own.

We scoot up the bed, his body pressed against my own. His hands run down my body as his kisses follow suit until his hands reach my soaking wet underwear.

He moves his hands beneath my underwear caressing my bud making me moan cry out with pleasure.

“Your so fucking beautiful Genevieve”

I want to reply but he is driving me crazy, his hands doing things to me that my brain apparently cannot fathom.

I move to push his shirt from his shoulders desperate for the skin to skin contact he momentarily moves away from me taking off both his shirt and trousers before lowering himself back down on top of me, one hand slipping off my panties while the other plays with my now exposed breast his mouth gently playing with my nipple.

“Take this off “

Reaching around my back I unclasp my bra, chucking it down the side of the bed. The things he is doing to me are making my body shudder in waves of pleasure.

“Come for me Gen”.

“Fuck Greyson. Please “

I am desperate for him, desperate to feel him inside me as my orgasm reaches its peak, I can help but cry out.

“Greyson, I want you “

He kisses me firmly, riding it out with me, his fingers still inside me intensifying the pleasure.

“Greyson please !!”

Everything he is doing is driving me crazy but somehow, it is not enough, I need him. All of him.

“I love it when you say my name”


His voice melts in my ear, and I reach for the waistband of his boxers, my hand slipping inside feeling just how excited he is. He breaks away from the kisses and moans in my ear. The sound of him being turned on by my touch giving me the confidence to go further.

I pull my hand out and tug on his shorts pulling them down. He hovers over me.

“Are you sure?”

I have actually never been surer of anything in my life, I’m sure in this moment right here and now I want to give him everything.

“Yes. I want this. I want you.”

He takes off his boxes and I cannot help but stare at him in all his naked glory as he tears the packet of a condom. He catches me looking and smiles before he moves towards me positioning himself at my entrance.

“It might hurt but if you want me to stop just say so”.

I nod and he kisses me again. I feel him push against me; he moves slowly lowering himself deeper into me.
He was not wrong when he said it would hurt.

“Gen are you okay, I can stop”.

“No! I don’t want you to I need you”.

He kisses me over and over, down my neck and onto my chest moving in and out of me slowly eventually the pain lessens, and a new feeling begins to emerge.

Once of complete bliss.

“Gen you’re so fucking tight”


We begin to move with one another in perfect harmony. Wave after wave of pleasure closing my every judgement.

I feel him moving in and out faster each time his member hits a spot deep inside causing my body to tense.

The feeling becomes too much, and I must let it take over, the sound of our breathing and moans of pleasure the only thing I can hear.

“Ahh Gen. Fuck “

He moves faster on top of me before the both of us reach our peak and he collapses on top of me, His forehead pressed against my own once more.

He pulls away from me lying beside me he fumbles around for a second leaving me to catch my breath before pulling me into his chest.

“Sleep, you need it “

I cannot argue with him and my eyes flutter shut, he brushes my hair with his hands and just before I drift off, I could have sworn I heard him say something, but sleep enveloped me before I could ask what it was.