chapter 19. Dance of Trust

BELLE Grayson placed his hand on the small of my back and pushed me toward the bathroom. “Grayson, no! That is not what I meant! We are not taking a shower together!” Grayson said nothing as he walked to the shower and turned it on. He came back to me and placed his hands on either side of my face. “We can keep our underwear on if that would make you more comfortable.” He reached down to play with the hem of my shirt, never taking his eyes from mine. I shoved his hand away. “No! I am not taking a shower with you!” He wrapped his arms around me and gently brought me close to his body. He leaned down and placed a kiss on my ear. “Just let me take care of you. Please.” My heart melted a bit. I sucked in a breath. “I—well, I—” I sighed, feeling defeated. “I can’t think of any excuses. But I’m keeping my underwear on and you are too!” He smiled widely and placed a quick kiss on my lips. Then, without looking away from me, he lifted my shirt over my head and pushed my