Chapter 77 Big Man or Big Boy?
Quinn’s POV
“Can’t sleep or don’t want to sleep?”
I immediately stopped my feet from moving wildly in the pool. “Just looking for some fresh air.”
Now I was sitting on the edge of the pool. After dinner, I went back to my room and tried to sleep, but I couldn't. I didn't want to disturb Dylan, so I came here, the only place that had intrigued me since I first arrived.
"Ah, so it's neither." Grayson then joined me. "So, do you like it?"
I glanced at him. "What are you talking about?"
"The pool. Do you like it?"
I could feel Grayson staring at me and could confirm that it was true when I looked down at the water.
"Yes, I like it. The view from here is beautiful and it's very quiet here," I replied as calmly as possible.
Grayson was staring at me without blinking. "I like it too."
I immediately turned to him after he said that. "Of course you like it because you must have requested this place. Am I right?"
Grayson smiled slightly. "You're right. But before, I didn't like this pool because the color of the tiles wasn't what I wanted. But I think I like it now."
I rolled my eyes. "Don't tell me it's because of me."
"I like your confidence, Quinn. But no."
I immediately put on a straight face.
Suddenly, he moved his foot so the water splashed onto my leg. "I now like this place because I can see the city view with someone who is now sitting next to me."
Eww, I knew it was just his bullshit. He must say that to all the women he brings to his penthouse. What a playboy.
"Oh by the way, your cheeks are flushed."
I reflexively touched my cheeks. "You're lying. That's not funny." Then I moved my feet harder, splashing water everywhere.
"I'm telling the truth. Look at the reflection in the water."
I looked down but couldn't see clearly what Grayson was seeing. "See, you're just trying to tease me."
"That's because the water is turbulent. But I can see it and maybe you can't."
I turned away after that. But honestly, my cheeks felt hot now.
"Just so you know, Quinn, you're the only one I've allowed here since this pool was built."
I covered my mouth with my hand. "Oh, really? Wow, I'm so flattered. I feel honored. Should I say something like that?"
Grayson shook his head. He then looked straight ahead. "No. I just want you to know."
"Know that I'm the first lucky one?"
"Know that you're special to me."
I suddenly choked on my own saliva.
It was really embarrassing. I wanted to disappear from here immediately, really.
"Wait a minute, I'll get you a drink."
Stupidly, I grabbed Grayson's hand, stopping him. And after realizing it, I let it go. "I just wanna say that it's not necessary."
"But you're coughing."
"I'm just allergic to men's sweet talk," I replied.
"Is there really such an allergy?"
I screamed inside. Of course, medically speaking, there isn't. Besides, it was just a metaphor.
But rather than prolonging the matter, I chose not to answer and let Grayson assume for himself. I also stood up after that.
"Where are you going?"
"To change my clothes and sleep."
"Am I boring you?"
"No. Besides, since when did you become such a deep thinker?" I wrung out my clothes before going inside and leaving him there alone.
"Please don't walk in front of the door because I spilled water there earlier."
Too late, I had already stepped on it and now I was about to fall because my feet slipped.
But after a few seconds, instead of hitting the hard floor, I felt my body land on something soft but solid.
I opened my eyes because it felt strange. And sure enough, I was on top of Grayson's body!
I open my mouth wide. "You..."
"I'm sorry, I just wanna help you. It's my fault. I should’ve dried the floor right away."
I could only hold my breath and calm my heart, which was beating very fast. The thing was, our bodies were completely pressed together, separated only by my shirt. Why? Grayson was only wearing shorts and was shirtless.
He had just come home from his morning run and I was about to take out the trash. But what happened was unexpected and very embarrassing.
"This is your fault." I pushed him away. But he pulled me back again until I fell on top of him.
"What are you doing!" I snapped.
"Don't stand up yet. You'll just fall again."
I really couldn't stay in this position any longer. After all, I didn't want to wake up something that was sleeping down there.
"Then what do you want?" I asked, completely desperate.
"We'll wake up together."
What? No. That's a bad idea.
"I'm still going to—"
Before I could finish, I suddenly heard the elevator door open, revealing Kelly, who was staring at us.
Without waiting any longer, I moved away from Grayson. It's nothing, I just felt that our position could cause misunderstandings.
Even though Grayson had confirmed that he had nothing to do with Kelly, it still felt weird to be in that position with someone else watching.
I also didn't forget to glance at Grayson so he would immediately stand up and not just lie on the floor like a horny person. I mean, he had to put on other clothes immediately because his penis was erect!
Damn it, he's a pervert!
"Ohh, it seems I came at the wrong time." Kelly covered her mouth with one hand.
I shook my head. "I'll leave. You can talk to him." I glanced at Grayson.
But guess what happened? I couldn't go anywhere because Grayson pulled me by the waist so my body was now pressed against his.
"What are you doing here? How did you get access to my penthouse?"
Kelly showed the same access card as Grayson's. Honestly, at this point, my mind was wandering all over the place.