Chapter 38

• "Wrong answer," Greyson called and Indianna stood up, running her fingers through her now soaking hair.
• Greyson looked her up and down and the corners of his mouth twitched upwards. She was beautiful. Inside and out. His eyes stopped at her stomach and he frowned, walking over to her and grazing his nails over her stomach.
• "Greyson," Indianna said softly and grabbed his hand, moving it from where it was hovering over the scar on her stomach.