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favorite song came on. Creya was doing a cover of Start All Over Again by Dave Koz and Grayson pulled me to my feet taking me to the dance floor. He had us swaying so sexily, as I have never had anyone dance with me before. I think we almost needed a room. We were so tuned in to each other that I didn’t mind when he laid the most beautiful, delicate, kiss on me that lingered through, what seemed like an eternity. He left me powerless.
    “Alexandra, I know we have been seeing each other all of a hot minute , but I want private time with you. Let’s get out of here” his words were so sharp, it seemed like he was on a mission.
    “Grayson wait, did something wrong just happen here?”
    “No Alexandra, you are ah, God, you are so beautiful, your lips are so delicate, I want to be alone with you. If we stay here, I can’t be held responsible for my public display of affection.” We both started giggling as we drove off to the apartment complex.
    “Your place or mine, Alexandra”
    “Uh...hmm, yours,” was all I could muster up. I was so nervous. Grayson’s touch, his kisses, made me senseless. But the problem was my alter ego kicking into gear, reminding me that I would not be able to go through with what it appeared he had in mind.
    Grayson had never let go of my hand since we started our date, except to get in and out of the car or to eat. I wasn’t sure if this was a mechanism to calm his nerves or if it was a way to hold on to me so that I could not leave. He had been so quiet since leaving the restaurant, I couldn’t tell what he was thinking, his blue eyes so intense. My heart was racing and I am sure he could feel my pulse while holding my hand.
    I knew that going to his place would give me time to get to know him better. Ask questions that I had about him. I still didn’t know how or where he grew up, or why he decided on the Army, or anything about his parents. I didn’t have much time to think or analyze things, as we were already at his apartment.
    Grayson’s apartment was on the opposite side of the complex from mine. His layout was different; he had a smaller island and a separate wine/coffee bar. His decor was modern, in sleek black and grey colors with splashes of red.
    Letting go of my hand, “Would you like to join me in a glass of wine?” He asked as he put on some background music. Ah yes, I Wish You Love by Rachael Yamagata. Grayson was setting the mood up right!
    “Of course, Grayson, I...” he shushed me with his lips. Those sexy lips taking mine, like he owned me, this time he was lavishing my mouth with his tongue and biting my lower lip, our hands were in each other's hair, he was nibbling my neck, and then, he slid one of his hands down my back and rested it on my backside pulling me as tight as possible to him.
    “I can’t get enough of you Alexandra. You are simply beautiful. I am drawn to you. I have been ever since I turned the corner in my office and laid eyes on you. Your red hair is breathtaking. Your glorious green eyes talk to me. I long to touch your creamy white skin and gorgeous long legs, and this delicate backside of yours. I don’t want to let you go. Will you stay here with me tonight?”
    “Grayson, um, I...I don’t know.” he held up his finger to my lips.
    “Shh, Alex, please don’t say no. I am not expecting anything. I just want the time with you alone, whatever it takes. I just need time with you! Please say you will give me that?”
    “Grayson there are things about me that you don’t know and may not understand. I don’t know how to say this,” at this point I am trembling so bad that he has to hold me tight just so that I can stay standing.
    Guiding me to his black leather sofa, “Come sit with me, just enjoy the music and relax, you don’t have to say anything. Just let me hold you.” He was running his finger down my bare arm and holding my hand with the other. Gently leaving tiny butterfly kisses on my temple and taking long breaths in my