As soon as Gray closed the SUV door, Skylar turned toward him, her blue eyes narrowed in suspicion.
“Did you arrange this somehow?” Her question
threw him off balance. For a few seconds, he couldn’t understand what she was asking.
“You think I tracked you down?” Her accusation stung. Gray had been overjoyed to see her, and he’d been hoping she felt the same.
“You knew my last name,” Skylar explained. “You could have trailed me. Are you a psycho?”
“Skylar, no. This is purely coincidental. I contacted Nick because a friend of mine mentioned his guards were unusual, but the most qualified.”
“Right,” she sat back in her seat, but her body was still tense.
Gray knew what could ease her. If only he could dip his head between her legs and lick her core until she came, her stress would evap
