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BLOOM’S POV

My heart was beating erratically as I watched the door that Grey exited from moments ago. I didn’t know what had just happened, but I knew I liked it. He had made me feel all kinds of emotions at once, butterflies in my belly, foreign sensations in between my legs, and hotness all over.

When I opened the door to the restroom, I was not expecting to see him sitting on my bed like he owned it. Well, he did own it, but since I moved into this house, he had never looked at me the way he did today. Like he wanted me.

I didn’t know what came over me either, I suddenly felt bold. I spoke to him without stuttering and I touched him. Every moment we had been together in close proximity, I loved. The last time we were that close was in the kitchen and then, he had a look of disgust on his face when he left. This time had been different. Or so I thought.

I had my hopes up because he had looked at me differently today, and that maybe he didn’t hate me. He looked at my neck and body a