Finding You (Love Wanted in Texas 4)

My eyes snapped up to his. Don’t get lost in them, Meagan.

Letting out a nervous laugh, I rolled my eyes and said, “Don’t be ridiculous, Gray. I’m tired and ready to go home.” My eyes looked back over to the girl who was still sitting and watching us. Motioning with my head toward her, I said, “Looks like your new friend is waiting for you. Have fun tonight, Gray.”

Turning, I went to open my car when Grayson used his hand to shut it. Leaning in closer to me, his body pressed against mine as I came alive and took in a deep breath.

He’s only good for sex.

Amazing, mind blowing, incredibly hot sex.

That’s it.

Grayson’s mouth moved toward my neck, stopping just below my ear. Thank God my parents had already left. The last thing I wanted to do was explain any sort of relationship with Grayson to my father.

Grayson’s hand swept my hair away as he pressed his lips against the sensitive skin behind my ear. My body trembled and I cursed under my breath for letting him get to me.

“The only person I want to have fun with tonight is you, Meg.”

Swallowing hard, I looked into Grayson’s eyes. “Gray,” I whispered as he flashed that smile at me. My cold black heart quickly melted away as I felt my lower stomach pull with the idea of being with Grayson. His deep-blue eyes had a way of making me forget everything and everyone around me. His broad chest demanded my hands run gently over it as I kissed every inch of his muscular body.

Must.

Stay.

Strong.

Placing his hand on the side of my face, Grayson never broke eye contact with me. “Get in the car, Meg. I’ll drive.”

Before I even knew what was happening, I was walking around the front of my car and getting into the passenger seat. Grayson got in, pushed the start button, and began driving away from Grace and Noah’s house.

Glancing out the window, I couldn’t help but notice the pissed off look on the girl’s face. Forcing myself not to smile, I turned to Grayson. “Where are we going, Gray?” I asked as my stomach jumped with the touch of Grayson’s hand over mine.

With a purr in his voice, Grayson said, “To my hotel in Fredericksburg.” Turning to look at me, Grayson’s eyes burned with a fire I’d seen many times before. Smiling a smile that would easily cause a nun to give in to his demands, Grayson gave me a wink. “It’s been far too long, baby.”

Looking back out through the front window, I closed my eyes and made a silent vow.

One last time.

Every time I sit down to do my thank you’s I have a million different people running through my head that I need to thank. So many people play a part in this dream I get to live and I wish I could list every single one of them.

For now, I’ll start here.

Darrin and Lauren—As always, thank you for you never ending support. It means the world to me. I promise someday I will get this time management thing down! I love you both so very much.

Danielle Sanchez—Seriously I don’t know what I would do without you. You do so much behind the scenes to help me do what I do and I appreciate every single thing you do. Thank you for all of your hard work, your amazing ideas, and most importantly, your friendship. #KickAssPublicist

Kristin Mayer—Thank you for your friendship and for reading my books as I write them. Your honesty and input mean the world to me!

Laura Hansen—Thank you so much for always taking the time to beta read my stuff! You are the best and your input is amazing!

Nikola Siervert—Thank you for being the last eyes on this book before it goes out to the world! You’re the best!

Elizabeth Thiele and Nancy Metsch—Thank you for doing a last minute read on this for me! You’ll never know how grateful I am to you both!

Molly McAdams, Vilma Gonzalez, Anna Easter, and Danielle Sanchez (AKA—the lunch crew)—I love you girls to the moon and back!!!!

My readers—There could never be enough words to say thank you for your continued support and love that you show me every single day. If it wasn’t for y’all I wouldn’t be able to take the story that is floating around in my head and bring it to life on paper. For that I say THANK YOU! I hope you enjoy Grace and Noah’s story. I had so much fun writing it. We are that much closer to saying goodbye to the WANTED gang. Happy reading y’all!

Kelsea Ballerini—Love Me Like You Mean It