Not Planning on You (10 page)

 

 

The sun gleaming through the windows woke Suzy early the next morning. Her first realization upon waking was all the aches and pains in her body; the second was the male arm draped possessively over her stomach. She turned her head and studied Gray as he slept beside of her. Just looking at him took her breath away. If a man could be called beautiful, he most certainly was. Even the shadow of stubble on his face just made him more handsome. His kiss last night had completely blown her away. Her reaction to him was something she’d never come close to feeling with Jeff. Gray had started a slow-burn inside her the moment his lips met hers. If not for her damn injuries, there is no way she’d have stopped. She ached from frustration afterwards just as he had.

 

Things seemed to be getting more intense with Gray. Part of her welcomed it, as if they had both known it was always destined to happen. The other part of her was still fighting the desire to run. Had she learned nothing from Jeff? Hadn’t she told herself when he broke her heart and ground it under his heel like dirt that she’d never be put in that position again? Now, here she was lying in the bed with Gray, and Jeff was barely a distant memory. In another month, she’d probably be saying, ‘Jeff who?’ Gray seemed to care about her, hell he seemed to love her. Jeff, although considerate, had never acted as if she were the center of his world the way Gray seemed to. Jeff had often claimed to be too busy to go out to dinner or shopping, while Gray, even though he was a rich, powerful man, had dropped everything in his life to take care of her. Jeff would have never done that.

 

She had feelings for Gray; she’d known that for some time. Actually, she’d been denying that for some time. It wasn’t just because he was handsome, although his hard, trim body was enough to make her toes curl; it was the man. He teased her, he pampered her, he cared for her, and he seemed to know what she needed when she needed it. With a sigh, Suzy continued to study Gray.
Yep, you still only have one hope left girl, you better hope the main course is nowhere near as good as the appetizer. If it is, you’re finished, game over.

 

 

Gray slowly opened his eyes and allowed yesterday’s events to surface. His arm was asleep and as he flexed it to get the circulation going, he felt the warm body underneath it. He became aware of two things at once: first he was sleeping beside Suzy and second, his morning wood was doing its best to drain every last drop of blood from his body and pool it there. Maybe he could sneak out of bed and get control of his body before Suzy woke up to see yet another tent in his pants. One more crack from her about making fire with a big stick would probably be his complete undoing.

 

Just as he was preparing to slide silently from the bed, a small hand settled across his arm, rubbing slowly. Gray sucked in a breath and fired raced through his body. He decided that modesty wasn’t going to get him anywhere. Rolling over on his back, he reached over and stopped Suzy’s hand as it started up his arm. “I wouldn’t start anything you can’t finish, sweetheart, because as you can see, I’m already a loaded gun this morning, and you’re my trigger.”

 

As Suzy followed the direction of his gaze, she could feel her face flush. Wow, if the size of that tent was any indication, her last hope that he was less than perfect was over. Gray was impressive in every area of his life apparently.
Come on, how much pain could hot, sweaty sex with a broken ankle cause? No pain, no gain, right?

 

Gray slid a hand to her thigh, gently caressing it as he asked, “You look better today, how are you feeling this morning?”

 

When he touched her like that, she was unable to feel anything but pleasure and desire. “Bet…
Better
, as long as I don’t move too much.”

 

With an indulgent smile, Gray said, “If you’re a good girl, I’ll help you shower today. Beth is bringing by some things, including a shower seat, so we can get you bathed. Not that you need it or anything,” he smirked. “I’ll also call the hospital and find out when your hard cast will be put on. The doctor said you would have more mobility when you got the cast and the walking boot. Nick is coming over today as well to go over a few things from the office. I guess I should get dressed. Are you ready for your ride to the bathroom?”

 

With a dramatic groan, Suzy said, “Oh yes, please. I’ll never take going to the bathroom for granted again.”

 

Gray slid out of bed and was thankful for baggy lounge pants. They didn’t provide complete cover, but it kept things R-rated at least. He walked over and picked Suzy up, enjoying the feel of her warm body in his arms. He resisted the urge to kiss her until he’d at least brushed his teeth. He deposited her near the toilet with her assurance that she could take it from there. He left the door slightly ajar so that he could hear her if needed. Within a few moments, he heard the water in the sink running. Opening the bathroom door, he scowled at her. “How might I ask, did you make it all the way to the sink?”

 

Obviously pleased with herself, Suzy said, “I hopped.”

 

With an exasperated sigh, he said, “Suzanna, are you trying to kill yourself? You knew I was right outside the door. Didn’t it hurt to jar
yourself
like that?”

 

“Well, kind of, but I can’t depend on you for everything, Gray. I need crutches or one of those cool Jazzy Chairs. You don’t happen to have their 800 number handy do you?”

 

Gray walked over to the double sinks and grabbed his own toothbrush, careful to keep an eye on Suzy in case she started to slip. When they were both finished, Gray picked her up again and returned to the bedroom. “I’ll find us some clothing in a moment, but first things first. “Good morning, baby.” He lowered his head, fastening his lips onto hers.

 

 Suzy sighed in pleasure at the first touch of his tongue against her teeth. She parted them for him, and he slid inside. The cool taste of mint from his toothpaste invaded her mouth, and Suzy thought she’d never tasted anything so good. No corner of her mouth was left unexplored as Gray’s tongue ravaged her. She reached up and buried her hand in the springy softness of his dark hair, teasing his scalp with a scrape of her fingernails.

 

Suzy felt a shudder run through his body as he pulled his mouth from hers. He laid his forehead against hers, breathing deeply. “That’s why I kissed you standing up; I knew I couldn’t let it go too far in this position. If we were sitting or lying, I’d have my hands all over and inside that beautiful body right now, and you’re not well enough for that yet.”

 

“Oh Gray, I…”

 

Suddenly, an amused voice boomed out in the room, stopping Suzy in mid-sentence. “Hi, boys and girls, what’s going on here today?”

 

Almost dropping Suzy in his haste, Gray spun around and glared at his brother. “Don’t you know how to knock?” he snapped.

 

Unruffled by the tone of his brother’s voice, Nick smiled, and said, “I did brother, dear, but for some reason, you guys didn’t hear me. Now I know why, it looks like you’re both in bad shape. Suzy couldn’t help it, she knew she should be embarrassed, but she burst out laughing. “This would be Nickolas, I presume?”

 

Eyes so much like Grays twinkled back at her. The resemblance didn’t stop there. The
Merimon
brothers both had the same dark hair and athletic build. Nick wore his hair a bit longer than Gray, and it was obvious who
was the serious one
and who was the prankster.

 

Nickolas started into the room, extending his hand. “Call me Nick, and I must say, it’s nice to finally see,
ur
, meet you Suzy.” Gray didn’t miss the quick sweep of his brother’s eyes as he took in the length of leg exposed by Suzy’s short gown.

 

Gray clenched his jaw and all but yelled, “Out, now!”

 

With one last smirk in their direction, Nick dropped his hand and strolled out, saying he’d go make some coffee. Gray quickly sat her on the edge of the bed, taking a deep breath. “Sorry about that. My brother doesn’t have an ounce of class. Sadly, you’re stuck with him. He’s crude and rude, but he’s family.”

 

With a smile, Suzy said, “Nick seems great; he has my same off-beat sense of humor. Although, I’d have preferred he saw a little less of my naked butt than he probably just did in this short gown. Maybe we should dress before he comes back.”

 

Gray grabbed her suitcase and put it on the bed beside of her, and then looked through his own for fresh jeans and a polo shirt. He looked over his shoulder giving her a questioning look as she swore.
“More sweatpants.
Are you kidding me? Where the hell is Beth getting this crap? These aren’t my clothes.”

 

Gray couldn’t help but laugh as Suzy held a pair of blue sweatpants up as if they were a snake fixing to bite her. “Honey, I think she was just trying to get something you would be comfortable in. Your usual um…attire might not be so….functional at this point.”

 

Her eyes shooting daggers at him, Suzy snapped, “Gray, I have a broken ankle, not an allergic reaction to denim, leather or suede. I can lay on the couch in anything. The last time I looked, I hadn’t completely given up on fashion. Hanging her head, she said, “Go ahead and get me some
Geritol
and put me out to pasture, it’s all over for me.”

 

“I know what will cheer you up. I don’t know how many times I’ve dreamed of asking you this so here goes….Do you want to take a shower with me?”

 

Suzy’s heard jerked up in surprise. “Is this really the time for shower sex, Gray? Your pervert of a brother is somewhere in the house, you know.”

 

With a chuckle, Gray said, “I’m well aware of that, but I have to shower, and I promised you one as well. I was going to wait on Beth to bring the shower seat, but I don’t see why. There is a built-in seat in there, and the shower head is detachable. We can put a garbage bag around your cast to keep it from getting wet. You can sit and I’ll wash your hair, and, baby, I’ll be glad to soap you as well.”

 

Suzy was torn. She wanted to bathe more than she wanted anything at the moment, but full-on nudity in the shower with Gray, that was a bit more intimate that she was ready for.

 

“I can see the wheels turning in that mind. I’ll wear my boxers, and you can take a towel with you to cover up anything you need to.
How about that?”

 

Suzy’s smile dazzled him with its brilliance. “That sounds wonderful. Let’s do it Gray, let’s shower together.”

 

 Gray went to the kitchen to get a trash bag and when he returned, she said, “Please lock the door; I don’t want to have to face Nick again in a compromising position.”

 

Gray gathered their clean clothing and went to start the shower. He soon returned for her, and after wrapping her ankle in the bag, he insisted on once again carrying her into the bathroom. He gently placed her against the wall beside of the shower while he stripped down to his boxer briefs. Suzy’s mouth went dry as she took a good look at a nearly naked Gray.
Oh baby, if I were a dog, I’d be wrapped around his leg right now. Yum, yum!
There wasn’t an ounce of fat anywhere on his lean body. He had six-pack abs that men would kill for, broad shoulders that were muscular but not bulky, and a narrow waist that connected to the most gorgeous set of buns she’d ever seen. In dress pants and jeans, his physique would stop traffic. In nothing but boxer-briefs, he could start a riot. Suzy’s palms itched to reach out and cup his butt, to see if it felt as firm as it looked.

 

Gray gritted his teeth at his body’s reaction to Suzy’s intense gaze. He didn’t even think she was aware that she was staring and had been for what seemed like hours. He slowly reached out to grasp the hem of her gown to pull it up over her head and jerked her out of her dream-like trance. She averted her gaze and asked him to hand her a towel. As he lifted her gown, she put the towel in its place. It was probably just as well, he wasn’t sure he could handle being in such a confined space with her nude. He picked her up and placed her on the shower seat. “Are you ready to get started?”

 

“Oh, yes, hit me, baby.” Gray handed her a bar of soap and directed the water towards her chest. OK, so maybe that wasn’t the best target area. Suzy’s breasts and nipples were clearly outlined through the towel. He tried his best to avert his gaze as she soaped the parts of her body that she could reach. He shifted her to the side and tilted her head so that he could wash her hair. By this time, his heart rate had picked up considerably, and he was trying his best not to pant. Suzy had her eyes closed and had moaned in bliss a few times as he massaged the shampoo into her hair. With every moan she made, his boxers got a little tighter. There was no way he was making it through her recovery without a serious case of blue-ball. He quickly finished her hair and washed his own. When she handed him the bar of soap and asked him to wash her legs since she couldn’t reach them, he thought he’d pass out.

 

In probably one of the most cowardly acts of his life, he put the bar of soap down and picked up the shampoo bottle. He aimed it at her legs and squirted a stream onto both of them. He then turned the spray of water towards them and washed the shampoo off. Suzy was staring at him, her eyes blinking at him like an owl. Holding up his hand, he said, “Don’t ask. I’m only a man, baby, and not a very strong one right now.” Gray reached around and turned the water off. Suddenly, a thought almost sent him into panic.
I have to pick her up, and she’s wet and naked. I’m going to embarrass myself.
No sooner had Gray finished that thought than he heard a knock at the bedroom door.