The Design by R.S. Grey

I bristled at his reprimand. There he was. The formal prick. He wanted to put me in my place, but I knew his secret now. You can���t just turn attraction off like a light switch. I may have had torn tights and smudged make-up, but I was the same girl I���d been for the last twenty-two years. Which meant, deep down, Grayson was still attracted to me. A small smirk unfolded across my lips as I realized the power that knowledge gave me.

���And what about when I���m not here?��� I asked, tilting...