18
BLAINE
“Can I get you something to drink?” The waitress pulled me back to reality, and I watched as Lily fumbled, fighting to right her brain in order to form words too.
“She’ll have a glass of chardonnay,” Greyson replied coolly as though unaffected by our what-the-f**k situation, and Lily offered him a grateful smile as the waitress hurried away.
The shock of my Lily being Grey’s girl had taken me a few to work through in my brain. Jealousy should have raged—would have for any normal guy—but strange relief flooded me.
I’d finally found a woman who interested me enough I’d left my comfort zone, and she also wanted the man I needed to survive.
I had kissed her in public without thought, without hesitation. All because my life jacket sat beside us.
He gave me the ability to take p
