Greyson pulled the black t-shirt over Indianna’s head and smirked. “Sorted,” he said when she quickly stuffed her arms through the arm holes so the top fell down to her thighs.
“The boxers,” Indianna said and Greyson grinned innocently, throwing them over his shoulder.
“What about them?”
“You just love to be annoying,” Indianna muttered, but a small smile was on her face. She went to move past Greyson but he wrapped his arms round her waist and lifted her up, spinning her round.
“Where are you going, sugar?” He chuckled and put Indianna down on the floor. “I said I need you.” Greyson placed a hand on Indianna’s back and the other went to her ass.
Indianna looked into Greyson’s dark eyes and she smiled triumphantly. “You need me?” She repeated.
“Yes,” Greyson grumbled.
“I need you to
