Original Match [Ménage.com 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Peyton Elizabeth Read Free Book Online

Shea back into the safety of the building.
    Sitting across from her while Ian had asked her questions regarding the dating site, Gray had been able to watch her movements and observe how she carried herself. She was everything his gut instinct had told him she’d be. His mother had always grilled into them when they were young that when they met the right person, they would just know. She said they wouldn’t second-guess it, but embrace it. She hadn’t realized, nor did she know, that he and Ian shared their women, and Gray didn’t even want to contemplate ever having that discussion.
    “I appreciate your concern, but as I said, as soon as I speak with Officer—I didn’t catch his last name—but after I file my report, I need to head home.”
    Over his dead body, Gray thought, overhearing Shea from the hallway. He clenched his hands into fists, trying to contain some of his anger. His office door opened, and in walked Shea with her brow creased in frustration and her lips pursed. Instantly, his dick hardened at the sight of her. It wasn’t an appropriate time for a reaction like that, but he had a feeling that is how it would always be with her.
    Not thinking about what he was doing, Gray crossed the few steps to where she was and pulled her into his arms. He claimed her mouth, taking advantage of the gasp that parted her lips. Needing reassurance that she was all right, Gray slipped his tongue inside of her mouth. Her moist heat met his. At first, she had stood still while he took his fill, but then he felt her body relax under his hands. She melted against him. He would never let anything happen to her and would do what he had to in order to convince her to stay in the city where they could protect her.
    He would never admit to his mother that she was right about love hitting you like a ton of bricks. That would boost her ego more than it already was. But one thing was for certain—Shea Brennan was the one.
    Gray heard Ian cough. He knew it was a sign for him to back off, and Gray agreed. He slowly released her lips with one last brush against them, while their breath mingled together. She opened her green eyes, and he saw that they had deepened into an emerald color. He suddenly got a vision of her wearing emerald jewelry and nothing else.
    “Why don’t we see what Brad has to say,” Ian replied, sharing a look with him over Shea’s head.
    Ian was picking up the conversation as if Gray and Shea hadn’t just shared something monumental. But Gray knew it was for the best. He gave her one more quick kiss and then turned away. Her lips were now rosy red, and her cheeks were flushed. She was beautiful.
    “I’m glad that Ian was with you when you walked to your car. Brad’s last name is Foster, by the way. While we are waiting for Brad, Lucy is about to order lunch,” Gray said, walking around the side of the desk. “Is there anything in particular you would like?”
    “No, thank you,” Shea replied, placing her purse on the couch against the far wall.
    She perched herself on the edge of the cushion while Ian took the chair off to the side. He could tell that she was trying to follow their lead of a normal conversation, but she was definitely fretting about it. Gray hoped that he hadn’t pushed too hard, too soon.
    “I’m not really all that hungry.”
    “You should try to eat, though,” Ian said, crossing his ankle over one knee. “Did you have breakfast?”
    “I’m fine, really.” Shea placed her hands together, and Gray noticed that she was fiddling with her ring. He decided he wouldn’t push her, and obviously Ian thought the same, for they both let the subject drop. They would make sure she ate something at dinner, because no matter what she said, they weren’t letting her drive home tonight.
    “Do you have any idea who might have damaged your car? Any exes we need to be aware of?” Gray asked, finally feeling comfortable enough to walk back around his desk and take a seat in the opposite