Chapter 29
Greyson
She was still asleep when I woke up, one arm draped across my chest, her leg tangled over mine like she’d decided I was her pillow.
Not that I was complaining.
The early morning light streamed through the blinds, illuminating the bed in a soft glow. I didn’t move. I didn’t dare. I feared waking her because I didn’t want to miss a second of this. Of her.
Her lips were slightly parted, hair a mess, a few freckles I hadn’t noticed last night dotted her shoulder. She was breathtaking in a way that wasn’t loud or curated. Just real.
Mine.
That thought hit harder than I expected.
I shifted slightly, brushing her hair away from her cheek. She stirred, eyebrows scrunching like they always did when she was half between dreaming and waking.
Then she blinked up at me.
“Hey,” she said, voice raspy.
“Hey, yourself.”
She stretched her whole body, like a cat, and immediately flopped back onto my chest with a satisfied sigh.
“Well,” she mumbled. “That happened.”
I smirked. “Which part?”
She peeked up at me through sleep-heavy lashes. “All of it.”
“You okay?”
She nodded. “More than okay.”
I ran my fingers down her spine, lazy and slow. “Good. Because I plan on making you pancakes.”
She lifted her head. “Wait, you cook?”
“Questionably.”
She laughed and it was the best sound I’d ever heard in my house.
“Greyson Shaw, full of surprises.”
“You’ve seen nothing yet,” I teased. “I have a griddle. And maple syrup. And a ridiculous level of pride in my breakfast game.”
“Oh no. Confidence and carbs?”
I rolled on top of her, kissing the corner of her mouth. “And cuddles, if you play your cards right.”
She wrapped her arms around my neck. “I like this version of you.”
“This is just the beginning, Bee.”
Her smile fades into something softer. “You mean that?”
“I meant it the first time I kissed you. And the second. And last night.” She cups my cheek and says, “Then I guess I’ll stay for breakfast.”
“And lunch,” I add. “Greedy,” she says and smirks. “Only when it comes to you,” I say with a smile. She slowly closes her eyes again, and I enjoy her presence for a moment longer before I sneak out of bed.