Grayson
"Okay, fine. I'm sorry." Gabrielle pouted, her hand shooting for mine across the table past my coffee mug.
"I shouldn't have just shown up at her house like that, but can you blame me?" She slipped her hand under my palm, lacing our fingers.
My gaze dropped on our connection. She squeezed, obviously glad I was finally noticing her. But she couldn't have been more wrong. Her touch only reminded me of what I was missing. Who I was missing... wanted to be with right now.
Elaine was supposed to be sitting right there, not Gabrielle.
My fiancée's hand should have been hers. That was if she'd have let me hold her. Like I'd done last night.
Close.
Her warmth seeping from her body into my skin and driving my insides wild, the world falling away.
It wouldn't have mattered that we w
