She licked her lips and nodded. “Yes.” “Grace?” My voice was rough, and my dick was as hard as steel. She opened her eyes, and her lips parted slightly. “I won’t spend the night, but I want to make you feel good before I go.” Grace’s face flushed, and she gave me a small smile. “Hold on one minute.” She stood up and ran to Finn’s room. I took the time to get myself the fuck together. I had never in all my years heard anything like I heard tonight. Grace was the most special person I had ever known. I felt like a beast had been unleashed inside my body. Like King Fucking Kong, I would trample anyone who ever tried to hurt her again. I wanted to scoop her little body into my arms and care for her. I brought my fist to my mouth. This was so foreign to me—caring about a girl, protecting a girl. And protecting a little dude too. I looked up and saw Grace standing in front of me. She unwrapped her bun and let her long hair hang free down her back. My breathing stopped as she pulled off her sweater, leaving her in only a small lace bra and jeans.
