The Art of Pretending

Chapter Eighteen

Blair POV.
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   I grab my car and head over to Gray's house. He's waiting for me outside when I get there. I'm pretty sure everyone else had headed home.

   He walks up and opens my car door. "Thanks" I say. We walk upstairs into his room.

   "Here" he says giving me a towel. His bathroom is luckily connected to his room, meaning I don't have to walk through the hall. "Want me to join you?" He smirked. I roll my eyes and close the bathroom door.

   There's something so nice about taking a cold shower after a day on the beach. It also helps that Grayson's shower is amazing. It's a huge glass walk in shower.

   I walk back in the room, only in a towel. Grayson's eyes darken when he sees me. "You're a bad girl, B."

   "What?" I shrugged. "I forgot to grab clothes."

   "You should of just yelled and I would of gotten you some."

   I roll my eyes and head back in the bathroom. "Grayson?" I call his name.

   "Yes Blair?"

   "Would you be so kind to bring me clothes?"

   "No." He laughed

   "Seriously?"

   I hear the bedroom door swing open. "Hey Gray, just wanted to say bye."

   "Noah?" I call

   "Oh Blair, you're still here?"

   "Do you want to bring me clothes?"

   "What?" Noah asks.

   "No" says Grayson.

   "You're so annoying" I walk out of the bathroom to Grayson's closet.

   "Blair!" Grayson shouts running over to me.

   "You didn't want to bring me clothes, asshole." He grabs the sheet off his bed and wraps it around me. "You're being dramatic I'm wearing a towel."

   I turn my head and look at Noah. His eyes are wide and his mouth open. "A really small towel" Noah mumbles. "So umm, I'm gonna go, nice seeing you guys." He quickly runs out of the room and closes the door.

   Grayson picks me up and throws me on the bed. "Dude, I'm in a towel!" I yell.

   "You're wrapped in my sheets so I can't see anything." He jumps onto the bed next to me. He wraps his arms around me and lays is head in the crook of my neck.

   "I'm wet and uncomfortable."

   "Let's just cuddle."

   "Can I at least change first?"

   "Fine" he gets up and heads towards his closest. He pulls out sweats and a t-shirt. "Here" he tosses them to me. I get out of the bed with the sheet wrapped around me.

   I look at Grayson to see him staring at the ground. My cheeks grow red when I see my towel laying on the floor. He looks back up at me.

   His eyes are dark and he is staring at me with lust. "You should, umm, get dressed. I'm going to go take a shower."

   As soon as he leaves I put on the clothes. I check my phone and see two texts. The first one is from Natalie.

   Had to do something really quick, come over in an hour- N

   Kk- B

    I quickly respond. I check my phone to see who the second one is from. My dad.