Chapter 27- Do I Know The Lucky Girl?

It had been almost three weeks since Amberleigh had last laid eyes on the billionaire and in that time she’d talked herself into believing she no longer had those type of feelings for him. But now, nearly face to face with him, it was a bit more fucking complicated than when Grayson was out of sight and out of mind. And damn, he looked beautiful as the rain did good things for him.

His dark brown hair was falling down into his bright, blue eyes, rain cascaded down his squared jawline, over his well-groomed goatee, and soaked his white button-down shirt. It was nearly transparent as it clung to his tight chest. Amber was pissed at her traitorous mind and wondered how she could both love and hate one person so much.

“What the fuck are you doing here Grayson? And why the hell didn’t you come in through the garage? Those stairs are slippery as fuck,” said Leo.

“Because you wouldn’t have let me in through the garage,” said Grayson simply, “an