Chapter 35

*Keera*

I had to leave.

Seeing him standing there completely naked with a towel in his hands had been too much and there was only so much I could take. I couldn't let him try to clean me up. It was too intimate, something people in relationships did. The problem? Grayson and I were not in a relationship. I was still a little breathless as I stepped into my room, trying not to wince with how sore I was. I secured my room door, slumping against it. My entire body relaxed. I was alone now.

And I could finally gather my thoughts.

I took further steps until I was face to face with the dressing mirror. The woman in the mirror looked utterly and thoroughly fucked. There was no other way to put it. My hair was a disheveled mess, the light makeup I applied before heading out had smeared and my dress was crumpled. I touched my fingers to my lips noting how swollen they were from Grayson's onslaught of kisses. He liked kissing me.

A lot.

A shiver swept through me as images of Grayson moving ab