Greed - The Seven Deadly & Heavenly Sins MC

Chapter Thirteen;

"Having PTSD does not mean you are broken. It merely means you were put to the test and didn't fall apart" - Unknown

Greed

I sat quietly on the sofa, taking in the scene in front of me I couldn't help but let my thoughts run to what her ex had put her through. Sleeping in the bed beside Aidan her face was relaxed free from worry and stress, she looked completely serene another reason why I wasn't going to allow myself to succumb to the darkness. I wasn't about to let my nightmares wake up the one woman I was slowly starting to care deeply for, pulling out my phone I scrolled lazily through social media. However before I knew what had hit me my eyes started to grow heavy and before I knew it I was back in that dark god forsaken room the screams of my brothers ringing clear in my ears. The icy cold of the water still fresh on my skin, as they brought me to the surface I gasped and spluttered for my lungs to take in air. I could still smell the smell of burning flesh as if I was still a prison trapped in their clutches.

Snapping my eyes open I sat upright on the couch, feeling my chest rising and falling rapidly as I tried so hard to gather my breath. Feeling a soothing hand gripping mine while their thumb ran languidly over my knuckles caused me to cast my grey eyes in their direction, Drea, my Drea she was kneeling down in front of me her eyes holding worry and concern as her eyes searched my face. "Gray?" shaking myself back into reality I gave her a shaky smile "hey sweetheart" I whisper softly as I reach a shaking hand up and gently place it against her cheek watching as she leans into the touch. Pulling her up and onto the sofa beside me I pull her so that her legs are either side of my thighs, looking into her eyes I soon close the gap between us and gently brush my lips against hers.

Without hesitation she returns my kiss with a little more force, feeling her tongue probing the seam of my lips. I allow her tongue access as we both battle for dominance all the while her hands snake up my chest and come to the rest at the nape of my neck, where her thumbs run languid circles against the skin where my neck meets my shoulders. When breathing becomes difficult we both pull away reluctantly as she rests her forehead against mine, "are you okay baby?" hearing the pet name fall from her lips causes a shiver to race down my spine. Feeling a smile makes it way onto my face, I slowly let out a breath I didn't realise I had been holding. "I am now you're here" I whisper as I open my eyes seeing a gentle easygoing smile on her face.

Bringing one of her hands away from my neck I feel her place it against my chest, right over my now steady heart. "I will not push you to tell me what was going on, but just know that I will be here when you are ready. I care about you Grayson" I smile as I reach my hand up and gently run my thumb against her lower lip watching as she intakes a breath of air sharply. I love the reactions only I can cause, "I am sorry I didn't mean to wake you and shit did I wake Aidan?" I curse myself silently suddenly feeling like the biggest dickhead in the world. I never wanted that little boy to fear me, I wanted to be someone he and his mother could turn to when they needed me.

"Shh baby, he's fine he is still asleep and don't you dare apologise for waking me up! remember what I told you I am here for you no matter what day or night" I can't help but grin at the authority in her tone, there is no way in living hell I deserved this woman but I'd be damned if I was going to let her go now. "Come on lets go get a cup of coffee" she whispers as she moves to stand, nodding my head I grab my phone slipping it into my jeans pocket before reaching out and taking her small hand in mine I interlock our fingers. Smiling up at me she brings that hand to her mouth placing a gentle kiss there before she's guiding us out of the bedroom door, not before grabbing the monitor and pulling me in the direction of the stairs.

When I glance at the time I notice its 4am in the morning, internally groaning I realise that Drea needed more sleep especially with a two year old boy to raise and I soon realised the nightmares allowed me 5 hours of sleep yet again. Following behind her I vow for her to only have one coffee before I was escorting her beautiful arse back to bed for some shut eye. As we step off of the bottom step she moves in the direction of the kitchen, flipping on the light it takes a minute for my eyes to adjust meanwhile Drea is already at the kettle flipping the switch before she's stretching up to grab two cups giving me an amazing view of her curves that has me letting out a low growl at the back of my throat. As if hearing me she turns to glance at me over her shoulder throwing me a wicked grin, growling again I stalk in her direction and place my arms either side of her against the counter.