LEILA'S POV
A thousand questions went through my head at that moment, foremost of which was why Grey was holding me that way. Those questions were wiped clean out of head as my wanton body began to respond to his touch. I forgot that we both were standing in a street corner close to some shops and could be seen by anyone who happened to pass by.
My breathing became ragged as he passed his hands over my shoulder, back, ribcage, waist. I held my breath as his hands inched towards my bottom. I was in suspense for a few seconds. His wandering hands didn't get there as he held my waist instead. His bristle rubbed against my skin and I shivered involuntarily. Slowly, my sense of reasoning began to reassert itself. To push him away from me, I gripped his arm tightly. Instead of pulling him awa
