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Chapter 91

Author: Skye
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-12-21 15:39:16

Callie

At night, I lingered outside Grayson’s bedroom, hesitation and longing warring inside me. Mary’s words, her threats, and the weight of small-town judgment still clung like shadows, but there was something stronger pulling me forward: him.

Grayson emerged from the bathroom, his presence filling the room instantly. The familiar scent of him—clean, warm, intoxicating—hit me before I even realized I was holding my breath. His eyes swept over me, sharp, intense, possessive, but softened when they fully landed on my face. Relief flickered there, mingling with desire in a way that made my heart thrum violently.

“You are still here,” he murmured.

“I… I needed to be,” I admitted, voice trembling. “After today… after Mary… after everything—I need you.”

He crossed the room in confident strides, closing the distance until there was no space left to hide. Every step seemed to draw me further into him, further from the fear and doubt that had been gnawing at me all day. His warmth pressed a
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