The Design by R.S. Grey

Author:R.S. Grey [Grey, R.S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Comedy, Romance, New Adult
Publisher: R.S. Grey
Published: 2015-02-26T05:00:00+00:00

I woke up sometime later to the sound of my apartment door slamming shut. A drunk Hannah stumbled in, giggling as she made her way through the apartment. A loud thud, shuffling feet, and more giggles hinted at the fact that she’d probably just tripped over the same pair of high heels that Grayson had only a few hours earlier.

I turned my head to see Grayson staring up at the ceiling, awake as well. Chances were, he was contemplating the very things that were running through my own mind. We’d just had sex. Rock-your-mama’s-socks-off sex, but now we had to repackage our relationship as best as possible.

I kept repeating the same phrases over and over again in my head: “This changes nothing. You did what you wanted to do. Now move on. This changes nothing. You did what you wanted to do. Now move on.”

“You need to distract Hannah while I leave,” he said, pushing off the bed. I stayed still for a moment, studying the contours of his body before he found his pants and pulled them on in one deft motion.

I didn’t want to be sad that he was leaving. I would have left too if I were him. What were we going to do? Snuggle up together and fall sleep, then wake up and make breakfast together? That scenario didn’t fit into our reality, so I pushed the pang of sadness aside and tried to make the best of the situation.

“Can’t you just go out the window like they do in the movies?” I asked with a cheeky smile.

He shot me a deathly glance that was more charming than threatening, but I still pushed myself up off my bed.

“It’s up to you. Do you want your roommate knowing that I was here?” he asked, reaching for his shirt and slipping it back on. There were far more wrinkles in it now that it’d made its debut on my bedroom floor. Even with the wrinkles, when he had his shirt and suit pants back on, he looked far more like the CEO of Cole Designs and far less like the man who’d waited for me outside of my apartment earlier that night.

I found my robe behind my closet door and pulled it on before heading toward my door. I reached for the knob and glanced back. Grayson was standing there encased in moonlight, watching me watch him. There was so much to say and yet neither of us spoke a word.

I opened the door a smidgen and pushed through, praying that Hannah wasn’t standing on the other side.

She wasn’t. She was in our shared bathroom at the end of the hallway, brushing her teeth and leaning heavily on the counter.

“Hannah! You’re home!” My acting was mediocre at best, but at least she was probably too drunk to notice.

“Hey roomie,” she said, not bothering to pull her toothbrush out of her mouth. Toothpaste sprayed across the mirror and Hannah erupted in a fit of giggles. Yeah, hilarious.

“Here, let me

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