The air was crisp as Scarlett opened the front door to peer outside, Greyson was walking slowly back and forth on the front lawn of Hank’s house. He held his cellphone to his ear and listened in intently as he made little nodding movements, then he quickly ended the call with a muffled ‘nice to do business with you.’ Greyson hung up and Scarlett rubbed her upper arms as she cooed at her mate, she was cold in the early night as the sun was no longer warming the air.
“Please come in Greyson, it’s late. Hunter is asleep and our bed is cold, come and warm me.”
Her pleading at him had him grunt out in pleasure, he wanted nothing more than to be close to her under the sheets. He walked with slow steps towards her while putting his phone back into his pocket, when he reached her he engulfed her
