Grayson's POV
Techno lights flashed across gyrating bodies as the speakers blared an upbeat tune. I waded through fun seekers having a good time, getting every inch of me groped by beautiful men and women alike. If it were any other day, I would have taken one of the eager beauties up on her offer, but no amount of f*cking was going to erase this tension. Not when the ticking bomb only ticked faster.
Besides, there was a strong chance I wouldn't live beyond the next hour once I confessed how much I just f****d up my mission. I found him sitting with his back to the dancefloor.
Stravos was wearing a plaid shirt and what appeared to be black slacks, looking like the poster child for serenity even though I knew he was feeling anything but.
He might appear to be unaware of his surroundi
