Wraith (BEING REWRITTEN)

Chapter Fifteen

When I woke up the bed was empty beside me but it still had a little bit of warmth. I stood up and walked out of the room. When I made it to the kitchen Greyson was standing over the stove cooking bacon.

He was shirtless, with only sweatpants on and his hair was messy. The tattoos on his chest and back were on full display. There was one large tattoo of a skull that took up his back.

Seeming to sense my presence he turned to me and a lazy smirk appeared on his face.

"Buongiorno," (Good morning.) he greeted, pulling pieces of bacon out of the pan.

"Morning," I mumbled. I sat down on one of the stools that was next to the island and sighed. Greyson turned to me and placed a plate of eggs and bacon down in front of me.

"Did you sleep ok?" He asked cautiously, turning back towards the stove.

"I did, thank you, for everything ," I responded. I nervously looked up at him, his eyes immediately meeting mine.

I felt a little embarrassed about last night. I mean, I practically threw myself at him. Mentally facepalming myself, I focused on my food and took a bite of the eggs.

Holy shit this man can cook. I sighed deeply and closed my eyes, savoring the taste.

"About last night," I started after taking another bite. "I'm so sorry, I don't know what I was thinking I-"

"Don't worry about it Amore," he came around the island and stopped right next to me, leaning down and whispering in my ear, "had the circumstances been different, I would've taken you up on your offer."

I froze completely and my breath hitched. Heat rose in my cheeks and I gulped at his suggestion. He chuckled lightly and kissed my cheek before moving away and sitting down next to me.

Not knowing what to say I just sat in silence eating my breakfast.

"You're not going to eat?" I finally said after regaining my composure. He shook his head.

"I already ate," he said. I nodded and just stared at my plate. I began to remember more about last night and blushed at the thought.

Greyson's phone rang and he sighed annoyed before answering it.

"Che cosa," (What.) he said angrily. I heard mumbling on the other end and Greyson sighed. "Prepara gli uomini, sarò lì in dieci," (Get the men ready, I'll be there in ten.) he muttered before ending the call.

"Everything ok?" I asked hesitantly.

"I have to go do some work, I'll be back later, are you ok here?" He asked as he stood up.

"Um, yeah I'll be fine," was all I could say. I didn't want him to leave but whatever it was seemed urgent.

He nodded curtly and disappeared from the kitchen. I went into the living room and soon he came back out. He was dressed in black jeans, a dark blue t-shirt and black boots.

I resisted the urge to ask where he had to go and just watched as he walked out of the front door. It was utterly silent so I pulled out my phone and scrolled through my camera roll.

I watched video after video of me and my brother.

"Nessa!" 4 Kayden screamed as he chased after me in the backyard. I had just thrown a water balloon at him.

"You're never gonna catch me!" I squealed as I kept running. He did however catch up and "tackle" me to the ground.

We both giggled and I tickled my little brother. I could hear my mom's laugh from behind the camera and then my dad appeared.