GREY'S POV
Wanting to be by myself, I hung around the building until almost all the men I worked with at the construction firm had gone. Then I signed out and left. I stopped at a restaurant, ordered some food. As I waited for my food to be brought, I couldn't stop myself from stealing a glance at the clock. It was 5:30 p.m. I had mapped out Leila's schedule after weeks of observing her, and I knew that at this time, she would be doing making dinner. After that she would go to her room to read as she had been doing lately. After that...
"Stop it," I muttered to myself irritably as I shut my eyes briefly.
"Sorry, sir?"
My eyes flew open and I looked at the puzzled waiter who had just served my food.
"It's nothing," I told him.
He nodded, left, but turned one last time to give me
