Grayson POV
“Yes!” I exclaim looking at her panting
“Not fair” she says panting and I pat her ass
“Come on, again” I say but she scowls
“No, go away” she says plopping down on the grass, resting her head on her arms
“You can’t tell an assailant to wait because you’re tired” I argue and she whips her head up, a deep scowl between her brows
“I’ll shoot the guy. Or set Marine on him, or you now leave me alone so that I can die in peace” she says falling back and I laugh sitting down next to her
“Okay, rest for a while” I say and she spreads her arms out. I look down at her, the scar where he stabbed her still visible, as well as the one where they operated. Such a shame that such an amazing body had to be scarred because of an asswipe like him
“Marine, Fass” she commands and then two
