Wraith (BEING REWRITTEN)

Chapter Forty One

When we got to the hotel Greyson came up to our room with me. Mary and Kendra were both already in the room when we got there.

"Hey girlies, oh... who's this handsome man," Mary said, looking Greyson up and down. "Is he single," I rolled my eyes.

"No, I am very much taken," he said, placing an arm securely around my waist. "Amore have you been sleeping on the ground?" He asked. I nodded my head, staring daggers at Mary.

"Those two insisted on taking the only beds because of back problems," Emma said, pointing to Mary and Kendra, rolling her eyes.

"Okay, the 3 of you are getting your own suites and you," he said pointing at me, "you're coming with me." We packed our bags and headed out of the room.

"What about me?" Mary said in an annoyingly high pitched voice.

"You enjoy that bed," I said, winking at her as I walked out the door, closing it behind me. Mick and Kate got their own suites and Em opted to stay with Nico since he's here as well. Greyson took me up to his penthouse at the top of the hotel.

"Amore?" He called from the bathroom. He walked out with only his boxers on.

"Yes?" I questioned, sitting up in bed. I looked him over as he came towards me, my eyes flitting between the four wounds on his chest and abdomen. There's bandages placed over them, fresh ones.

"Why were there 6 of you in one room with only 2 beds?" He asked angrily.

"The school didn't have enough funds for that many rooms so we grouped," I muttered. He walked right in front of me and stepped in between my legs.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist, being careful of the wound near his left hip. My eyes took in his shirtless appearance, his tattooed skin warm against my own.

His lips brushed lightly against mine. He softly kissed me, causing me to sigh deeply into his mouth.

"I missed you so much," he muttered.

"I missed you too, but it was only a couple of weeks ," I giggled as I ran my fingers through his hair.

"Too long," he muttered, resting his forehead against mine. "How far along are you?" He asked, bringing his hand up to my stomach and softly rubbing it.

"I don't know, I have a doctor's appointment when we get back to America," I whispered softly. Greyson chuckled and kissed my forehead.

"When are you coming back to Italy for good?" He asked.

"When school is over... so about 5 months," I answered. Greyson groaned in response. He pushed me back onto the bed and climbed on top of me.

"I'm coming with you, I'm not leaving your side again," he whispered as he peppered kisses down my neck. I moaned softly as he gently bit on my neck.

"Greyson," I moaned his name and my hand grasped at his hair while the other gripped his back.

"I want you, now," he muttered against my neck.

"Then take me," I responded. He brought his head back up and connected our lips. I slowly moved back so my head was on the pillow, careful not to break the kiss. Greyson ripped my shirt open. This man has a habit of ripping my clothes off.

"Are you sure?" Greyson said, breaking this kiss as he yanked my skirt down with my underwear. "I don't know if I'll be able to be gentle."

"I'll manage," I mumbled, bringing his lips back down on mine. I want him. He pulled the covers over us as I worked on getting his boxers off. He pulled away from the kiss quickly and looked at me.