"We're just friends," I confirm, looking up at Grayson. He nods. "And no one will find out about this?" Grayson nods again. I pick up my bra and panties from the floor and slip back into them. Grayson watches while I get fully dressed and fix my hair. I rehearse my excuse for being here. We were studying for... for an English project. We weren't having sex. But we were. [short story]