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"If you’re looking for Coach you’re a little late"

"Yeah, I’lluhjust come back to see him tomorrow" I keep my eyes closed and take a step back only to hit the wall I need to leave but thatmy eyes I would rather fumble my way out of here than openas he stays where he is, this won’t be a proble Good plan

Iabruptly when I feel an ar in front of me He smells like mint and soap and fresh apple pie

Breathe I tell myself Just breathe

"Open your eyes Huntley," Grayson whispers His warm breath caresses my throat

"No" My voice co irl…

"Please," he pleads softly "I want you to look atat the soft piece of skin right under asps and I can’t stop the involuntary shiver that travels down ht now

"Huntley," he says again, growling softly It’s a denore My eyes flutter open and I look up into crystal pools of green, et hair hanging just above arched brows Grayson’s ar me in He towers over me with his tall frame and his proximity should scare me But it doesn’t His arms are well-built, his muscles tense under his skin I ache to reach out and touch the beautifulso intently at reat difficulty

"Grayson," I whisper Now I’ood This is bad Very, very bad

"Take a look, I know you want to" His lipsI’ him when his lips are so close I wonder idly if they taste better a second tirazed every part ofmy attention away from his mouth

He chuckles and I watch his chest move with the sound "I said," his voice is still a breathy whisper, "You can look I know you want to"

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