She had known when she had woken up next to Gray today that their worlds were too different. She had even mentally pleaded with him as she left his apartment in a hurry – please don’t hurt me. What if Kristie hadn’t run off like that when she had woken up? She imagined Gray rolling over to her and kissing her. The way he had looked as he had pumped inside of her, moaning her name. If he came over right now and made a move on me, I would sleep with him. I would let him have me in every way he wanted.
The thought upset her. She couldn’t believe how hung up she was on him. She absolutely hated that they had fought like that on the phone earlier. How could Gray not see that Kristie only wanted the best for him? How could she be with someone who was involved in the same sort of crimes that had
