The mafia hunt.

29|Make Me Feel Good

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Chapter 29|Make Me Feel Good

I woke up without him next to me. My heart immediately started to beat erratically, my throat dry. I threw the covers off me and practically sprinted towards the door. When I went out, my eyes searching for the asshole I love.

However, right now I'm considering taking it back.

"Hey what's wrong?" I spin around, crashing into a wet chest. I don't even care that's he's soaking wet, I leap myself on him. Crushing my arms around his figure. "Can't breath."

I only tighten my grip. "Don't do that!" I say into his neck.

His arms wrap around me, one of his hands rubbing up and down my back. "What's wrong, Angel." He smoothed my hair back and I come out from his neck.

"I thought you left." I breath, my nerves still high. For a second I thought I had to go on a kill spree.

"I'm right here. I told you I wouldn't leave you." He kisses my lips softly but I still can't calm down my heart.

"Yeah, I've heard that before." I roll my eyes.

Grayson's sighs, leaning his forehead on mine placing his hands on my stomach. "Have...have I missed much?" He whispers.

"Gray." I say, stumbling on what to say. He's missed loads, he's missed me finding out, he's missed the chance at laughing at me while I throw up my entire stomach, holding my hair back, he's missed the first time I saw our baby, their tiny legs and arms, he's missed hearing it's heartbeat for the first time.

There is so much he's missed.

Grayson's face falls as if he can see through my thoughts. I don't realise he's crying until a tear drop falls onto my cheek. I pull him into me, my arms wrapping around his neck and his tightly gripped around me. "I'm already shit at this." He whispers.

I pull away, pushing back the hair that fell on his face. "Grayson, we haven't even started. You think I've been great? I've been in denial for so long, I just didn't think it could be real." I try to comfort him.

I can tell he's trying to hold his tears in, he looks away from me as if embarrassed by his tears. "Hey, it's okay." I place my hand on his cheek, turning his face towards mine. He dips his head and I push it back up so he's looking me in the eye.

"I'm being weak." He mutters, a stray tear falling down his cheek.

I wipe it away softly. "No your not. You're being human."

I look down at his chest that's still damp, his hair that has small droplets of water falling onto his skin. "Why are you wet?" I ask.

"I was having a shower when I heard your little feet running around." He smirks.

I only just take notice of the sound of running water loud and clear in the background. "Sorry." I laugh, removing my arms from around him and heading towards the kitchen.

"You wanna join me?" He wraps his arms around my waist from behind, kissing my neck softly and leaning his chin on my shoulder.