Remi’s POV

Gray wraps his fingers around my wrist and guides me to the exit of the green room. My heart is thundering in my chest because I have zero clue where Gray will take me. I’m trying not to overthink or complicate the situation by wondering about his intentions. Instead, I enjoy the feeling of his hot skin against mine, and his subtle cologne consuming my senses.

Besides the stage crew packing away the equipment from the show, there is not a single ...