EIGHT PART 2

"Just now, I was thinking about that boat in Santorini."

She smiled. "Me too. C'mon!"

"Look, that will not work."

Ava's eyebrows went up. "I'll punch you in the face if you say something stupid about women who drive. Arewolves or not?"

He gave her a smile. "No, nothing like that. Westwood would knock me into my next life. I'm not stupid." Grayson gave a head shake. "You're beautiful, Ava. And you make me feel. But you already said no. I don't want to put any pressure on you."

"You mean what?"

He chose to be direct. "Get a hard on, Ava."

“Oh!” Her face got red. "Well, I mean… just get on the damn broom."

"If you're sure." He sat on the broomstick behind her, and in two words, it was exquisite torture.

How long does it take to get to Aphelion? she asked, out of breath.

It was good for his pride to know that she wasn't unaffected. He knew she wanted him, that she wanted a person like him.

"Just a short time." He reached around her to point to the hill in the distance. "From here, you can