Chapter 82

  ( BACK TO GRAYSON'S MANSION)

  "What's this?" Tessa asked softly, her fingers brushing against his arm.

  "What's what?" he murmured distractedly, lips grazing the sensitive skin of her neck.

  She tilted away from him slightly. "Wait. I'm serious."

  His brows furrowed as he turned her around to ...

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