Raya's POV
"I've missed being able to hug you without it causing pain," Garret expressed as he held me tightly, his head resting atop mine. "Seems like I wasn't the only one."
"You're lucky I'm in such a good mood right now, or I would have given you a smack," I retorted.
He chuckled at my response before continuing, "Trust me, I can tell you're more than just happy. You're turned the f**k on."
A blush spread across my face at his comment, and I couldn't help but slap his chest, frustrated that he could sense my emotions so easily.
"Am not," I lied, only to have him chuckle and lean down to whisper in my ear.
"Then why are your n*****s so hard?"
I felt a mix of embarrassment and arousal flood through me. "Shut up, no they're not," I protested, attempting to shield them with my arms
