Page 126 of Eleanor & Grey
The three of us picked up shot after shot, and even though it burned a bit, it was smooth on the way down. Apple was my favorite.
“Oh my gosh, Greyson! Those are amazing!” Shay exclaimed.
“Which is your favorite?” a voice asked from behind us. We turned to see Landon standing there in a tailored navy suit, looking as dapper as ever. His blond hair was combed back, he wore a burgundy tie that matched his shoes, and I couldn’t lie—he looked amazing.
I was guessing Shay thought the same, because her mouth was currently agape.
I leaned into her. “Shay?”
“Yes?”
“Close your mouth or you’re going to catch flies.”
Her lips formed a tight line, and she pulled herself together, standing tall.
“Eleanor, it’s good to see you again.” Landon slid his hands into his pockets and gave Shay that sly Hollywoodsmile. “And Shay, long time no see. You look as beautiful as I remember.”
“Whatever, Landon. You look fine.”
He chuckled. “I see you still have that fiery personality.”
“And I see you still haven’t grown into your ears,” she shot back.
They shared a glare for a while, almost as if they were in a staring contest and whoever looked away first would be the loser.
It was becoming very odd, to say the least.
“Uh, OK. Well, I’m gonna go show Ellie around,” Greyson said, placing his hand on my lower back.
I wished he’d stop doing that.
He didn’t realize what kind of nervousness it provoked within me.
“Why do I get the feeling Landon and Shay are going to end up sleeping together by the end of the night?” Greyson whispered against my ear. I swore his lips gently brushed against my lobe. Or maybe I just dreamed of such a thing happening. Either way, my body reacted to his close proximity.
“Oh, because Landon and Shay are totally going to end up sleeping together,” I explained.
We started walking off, and every time a tray of whiskey passed me, I took a shot to help my nerves. The drunker I was for this, the better off I’d be.
Someone bumped into my shoulder and apologized, touching my forearm lightly. I swore it was Captain America, andoh my gosh, I am never washing my arm again.
“I want to show you something,” Greyson said, walking me through the crowd of people. We headed toward the VIP area, and when we walked through a door, there was a long hallway with more closed doors. We walked down the halls, and when we reached one of the rooms, I raised an eyebrow. The door was tagged with my name.
“What is this?” I asked.
Greyson pulled out a key card to open it, and when he did, my eyes watered over.
There were strings of white lights hanging across the room, and the floor was covered in blankets and pillows. There was a table with snacks and another with stacks of novels.
“What is this, Grey?”
“I know how overwhelming parties can be for you. So I made you a reading nook. You know, so you could escape if you needed to.”
He made me a reading nook...
He made me a reading nook!
Goodbye heart. You now belong to Greyson East.
