GREY HAD JUST gotten home from the hotel where he, Green and Selena had spent time together. At that moment, he was quietly resting in bed, still thinking about what they had done. He reached down and touched his still-hard manhood. He couldn’t deny it—he was left unsatisfied. But when Black’s face suddenly came to mind, he cursed out loud.
He sat up and threw a pillow. “Sh*t!”
Earlier that day, Black had sent him a photo—biting his lip and making an oppa sign. Apparently, Black accused him of having a crush on him just because Grey had asked what he was doing the night before. According to Black, they weren’t even that close for such personal questions.
Grey stormed outside to swim, hoping to cool his head. There was no way he’d be able to sleep with a heavy heart.
Once he reached the
