Chapter 8
The Bet
Greyson had kissed me, again.
Before I understood what was going on, I was inside the limo and we were driving.
“Grey- “
“Don’t say a word until we get home Illeana. I am furious right now.”
I didn’t understand his anger, so I spoke wanting to explain.
“Greyson…”
He grabbed me by my waist and pulled me on to his lap and kissed me again. The kiss was almost bruising, like he was trying to punish me.
He pulled away and laid his forehead against mine. Breathing hard, he said “No more talking until were home.
I had stayed quiet the rest of the ride, purely out of shock. I hadn’t seen this side of my husband in the short time I had spent with him, but it had an odd effect on me. I wasn’t angry but felt protected in a way.
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