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Grayson pulled back The phone stopped ringing Too little, too late

He ran a hand over his ravity of what had just happened between the serious growing here Annabelle wasn’t anxious to exa would be better if they just kept it light and simple

The phone began to buzz again Grayson frowned “I better get this”

Annabelle sat up and straightened her clothes “Go ahead”

It was funny how things went from very heated to suddenly aard in a matter of seconds What in the world had come over her? She reood And so not what they should have been doing together After all, she still had a deal to sign with Grayson The last thing she needed to do was complicate matters even more than they were already

Still She sighed, recalling the way his lips felt against hers Heat swirled in her chest and rushed up her neck She resisted the urge to fan herself

Annabelle lifted a sheet of paper with a copy of the note This hat she should be concentrating on, not Grayson and his tantalizing lips

“Sorry about that,” Grayson said, turning back to her “It was business”

“U on the note, but she was having a severe proble some more about this note”

“Oh, no, you don’t” He swiped the paper out of her hand and set it on the coffee table

“Hey, what did you do that for?”

“Because eren’t finished yet”

Again, heat flooded her cheeks “Grayson, I don’t think—”

“Hey, you owe et out of it”

An answer? He wasn’t talking about picking up where they’d left off with the kiss? Oops She averted her gaze, not wanting hihts