Wraith (BEING REWRITTEN)

Chapter Twenty Six

I was the first to wake up this morning. I tried in vain to get out from under Greyson but as usual, I couldn't do it.

"Greyson, get uuuup," I whined, lightly smacking his face repeatedly. He just groaned, burying his head into my neck. This dude.

"Having fun there?" I looked over to see Nico and Emi both staring at my predicament.

"Loads," I rolled my eyes. They both laughed, getting up to get ready for the day. Luckily Emi and I don't have school today. Saturday's are amazing I swear.

"We're going to go to Nico's office for a bit, you have fun," Emi patted my head, winking then retreating into the guest room.

I huffed a sigh, looking down at the sleeping giant I call my boyfriend. I reeled my mind, trying to figure out a way to wake him.

I gave up after about 2 seconds though and resorted to just trying to wiggle out of his grip.

"Amore unless you want to lose your ability to walk for a week stop moving," his accented voice grumbled against my neck. I sighed but stopped moving.

"I'm hungry," I complained.

"You're always hungry," he replied, lifting himself so he was hovering above me. I glared at him then tried to get out from under him. Once I stood up he wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me into his lap and landing a kiss on my lips.

"Can I get up now?" He chuckled and shook his head, letting me go. I jumped up and ran to the kitchen. I grabbed a pop tart because I'm lazy.

"I have to go to the club today, do you want to come with me?" Greyson asked, standing up and walking towards his room.

"Oooh sounds like fun, maybe I'll grab a drink and dance," I tease. He spins around and glares at me before continuing his way to get dressed. I just laugh at his reaction then follow him.

He disappeared into the bathroom so I went into the closet, pulling on a white skirt with a black tank top and converse. I joined him in the bathroom to brush my teeth and wash my face.

"You look gorgeous Amore," he muttered in my ear then planted a kiss on my temple before walking out of the bathroom.

When we both finished getting ready we drove over to the club, heading straight to his office. He sat down at his desk and began working while I sat on the couch, pulling out a new book I got.

"Amore come here," Greyson's annoyed voice tore me out of my reading. I looked at him confused but got up, walking towards him.

"Everything ok?" I asked, resting my hand on his shoulder. He pulled me into his lap so that I was straddling him, sighing and leaving a kiss on my chin.

"I just need to touch you, work is annoying me and you calm me down," he muttered. I laughed, running my fingers through his hair.

He sat up straighter, bringing our heads closer together. I took the initiative and brought my lips to his. We made out for a solid 5 minutes before my phone started ringing. He growled in frustration but kept kissing me.

"Greyson," I managed between kisses. He hummed, forcing his lips back to mine, "that might be..... important." He pulled away with a sigh.

I looked at my phone and to my utter joy, note the sarcasm, it was Diego. Great. I answer with a reluctant sigh.

"Yes Diego?" I asked boredly. Greyson hears me and watches me closely. His hand falls from my face, coming to rest on my hip, his elbow on the chair arm rest.

"Hey V, um I have to head into work here pretty soon but I was wondering if you wanted to get a coffee or something with me so we can talk?" He asked in his usual cocky tone, emphasizing the word 'talk'. I swear sometimes he reminds me of Jace. It's creepy.