13

Grace and I went to open the door, and as we did, I stood there looking foolishly at him. Hayden was wearing a black suit that made him look even more handsome; it fit him so well that it seemed tailor-made. Was there anything that didn't look good on this guy?

"You look beautiful!" he said with a smile.

Beautiful me? Hadn't he seen himself in a mirror? He entered my apartment, Grace greeted him, and then she left.

"I like the dress, it suits you perfectly," he said while eyeing me up and down, making me feel so sexy.

"It's Grace's," I admitted.

Hayden moved closer to me, caressed my cheek, and then lowered to my lips. Hayden ran his finger over my lower lip and then looked at his finger.

"It doesn't come off," he said.

I furrowed my brow, not understanding what he had said, but he didn't give me time to think as he grabbed the back of my head and planted a kiss on my lips. I hugged his neck and intensified the kiss. Hayden's hands seized my butt; he caressed and squeezed it forcefull