•adeline• || o. grady

12~

Adeline woke with an unfamiliar weight on her stomach. Owen Grady's arm. Unfamiliar, but far from unwelcome. She tried not to move too much, but he woke up as soon as she did.

He groaned, wrapping his arm tighter around her waist and pulling her closer to him. She yelped, but found no time to be disappointed when she found herself beneath him again. "Good morning." She smiled.

"Good morning, Addie." He pressed a kiss to her lips, then one to her jaw, her neck, and so on.

"We need to get ready, we've already slept in too late." She laughed.

"We have the day off," He murmured into her shoulder. "And I'm not ready to get up yet."

Adeline bit her lip as she smiled, letting him roam his hands across her body. She tangled her hands in his hair as he kissed across her neck and chest.

Owen Grady sure knew how to make a woman feel special. She'd said it many times before and she would say it many times again, no one could hold a candle to sex with Owen Grady.

About halfway into quite an enjoyable morning, a car pulled up.

"Time to get up." Adeline grinned against his lips. He laughed, but clearly wasn't planning on getting up. Whoever was in that car was going to have to wait. The two made no effort to stop, not wanting to be removed from the others' arms for a second.

Someone knocked on the door. Owen sighed, falling onto Adeline's chest, making her let out a small sound at the weight. She rubbed small circles on his back.

"Mr. Grady?" The voice was muffled through the door.

Adeline covered her mouth to keep from laughing. Her boss was knocking on Owen's door and she was naked in his bed.

Owen grinned, placing a finger to his lips. He ran a hand down her side, tracing it back up to her breast. Adeline gave him a warning look, but he ignored it. She was doing her very best to keep silent, but her very best was never that good.

Claire knocked again. "Mr. Grady."

Adeline took his hand in her own, kissed it, and waved at him to stand up and get dressed. Not that she wanted him to. "One minute, Claire." He called out in annoyance.

He tossed a U.S. NAVY shirt to Adeline, who put it on and started to get out of bed to hide. "No, stay there, this'll be funny." He whispered, buttoning his pants as he walked over to the door. "What do you want, Claire?"

"Mr. Grady, I need you to come take a look at something."

"Why are you calling me Mr. Grady?"

Adeline couldn't see Claire from where she was sitting, which meant that Claire was fully focused on Owen being grumpy and had not tried to look inside yet.

"Owen," She amended. "If you're not too busy."

This was apparently his big plan, because he stepped aside. "We're actually pretty busy." Adeline waved. "Morning, Claire."

Claire looked between the two, surprised but not letting it shock her. "There's a new species we've made."

"You just went and made a new dinosaur?" Owen asked. He gestured for Claire to come in. It looked to be the last thing she wanted, but she stepped inside anyway.

"Yeah, it's kinda what we do here. The exhibit opens to the public in three weeks. Mr. Masrani wanted me to consult with you. We'd like you to evaluate the paddock for vulnerabilities."

"Why me?" He pulled a chair out at the kitchen counter for Claire to sit down. She did not.

"I guess Mr. Masrani thinks since you're able to control the raptors—"