Chapter 38 Grayson

• GRAYSON
• “Any picture? Just to be sure.” He lounged back against my couch. I let him. It didn’t matter whether he flung his dusty feet over my Centre table, as long as he got the job done. The only problem we would have would be if he didn’t, then I can shove his crusty feet up his ass.
• I picked a picture from her file and tossed it at him, he caught it easily. His eyes scrutinized the image in his grip, she had that same cocky smile like she was about to do something evil and she was going to enjoy every moment of it, her eyes taunted me like she knew something I didn’t. It was particularly jarring how alike she was with Adeline. Same fiery red hair, same ice blue eyes, same cupid bow lips, plump and defiant against the other features on her face.