All Chapters of Sexy Behind The Mask: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Grayson tucked his phone away, watching as Honey moved around the bedroom, shedding the last vestiges of her Joy Smith persona. He loved having her here. She fitted into his life in a way Morgan didn't. He wondered how she would feel about meeting his family.He debated whether to tell her about his message to Morgan, weighing the merits of transparency against the potential worry or mistrust it might cause."I just messaged Morgan," he said finally, decision made. He didn't want secrets, and Honey deserved honesty after Riley. "Asked if she could meet tomorrow."Honey paused in the act of removing her earrings, turning to face him. "Tomorrow? What for?""To confront her about the paternity test she keeps avoiding." Grayson leaned against the bedroom door. "I'm tired of this hanging over us. It's time to resolve it, one way or another."Honey's expression softened. "Do you want me to come with you?"The offer surprised him. "You'd do that?" After Morgan had treated her last time. But

Saturday morning Honey stirred first, her body pleasantly sore from the previous night's lovemaking. She stretched carefully, aware of Grayson's arm draped possessively across her waist. His steady breathing told her he was still asleep; she enjoyed watching him sleep, a rare moment of vulnerability for a man who always seemed in control.She studied his face relaxed in sleep, the hard lines of determination softened. His dark lashes rested against his cheeks, his hair tousled. Something warm and tender unfurled in her chest at the sight of him. She was afraid she loved him in a way she hadn't loved Riley, knowing Grayson could hurt her more should scare her… in a way, it did. But she felt safe when she was around him.Honey slipped from beneath his arm, careful not to wake him. She crossed quietly to the bathroom, wincing slightly as she caught her reflection. Her wrists didn't bear faint red marks from the restraints, thank goodness; she was not sure how she would explain that to he

Grayson pulled through the gates of the Johnson estate, following the circular drive that wound past manicured gardens and marble fountains. The security checkpoint had waved him through after confirming his identity, but not before he'd noted the additional personnel stationed around the property. Gage Johnson wasn't taking any chances with his daughter's safety.The main house rose before him, elegant and sprawling, with classical columns and limestone facades that spoke of old money and established power. This was Honey's world, he realized. This was what she'd walked away from to become Joy Smith. It impressed him even more.A valet appeared as Grayson parked, opening his door with practiced deference. "Good afternoon, Mr. Taylor. Mr. Johnson is expecting you in the conservatory." Grayson smiled. Time to face the girl's father.Grayson followed the man through the grand foyer. The conservatory stretched along the back of the house, floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking perfectly ma

Honey glanced at Grayson before answering. "It started as a way to make my own path without trading on my father's name. My father also wanted me to have around-the-clock protection. Then it became... a habit, I guess. A comfortable separation between my personal and professional lives.""Plus, her soon-to-be ex-husband is a controlling jerk who preferred her invisible," Grayson added, his tone hardening slightly.Emma's expression sobered. "Ex-husband? I didn't realize...""We're in the process of divorcing," Honey explained. "It's complicated. Riley, my husband, has been... difficult. He's the reason I'm staying with Grayson right now, actually. Security concerns. So, I have the round-the-clock protection I never wanted.""I see," Emma said thoughtfully. "That explains the men outside.""Security detail," Grayson confirmed. "Riley violated a restraining order recently."Emma reached across the table to squeeze Honey's hand. "I'm sorry you're going through that. Though I have to say,

Nate laughed. "No, I think we both know who'd win in that scenario. Between your father's connections and your own intelligence, I'd put my money on you." His expression softened. "Besides, I've seen how you look at him. You're not going anywhere. I'm happy for you both."No, she wasn't going anywhere. Despite the whirlwind nature of their relationship, despite the complications with Riley and Morgan, she wanted to be in it for life if he would have her. It didn't matter if Morgan was pregnant.Grayson returned, eyebrow raised at them. "Should I be worried you two are getting along so well?""Definitely," Nate said with mock seriousness. "We're plotting world domination, starting with Taylor Industries."Honey laughed. "Don't worry. We've decided to keep you around. You have your uses." She winked at him.Honey picked up a few dishes from the table. "I'll take them inside. You need to talk to Nate." She was giving Grayson the time to talk to his friend about Morgan and her latest mess