"Nobody threatens my wife!" Grayson says.
Everyone goes silent.
"Wife?" Nash says.
"We got married, a couple of weeks ago." I say.
"Why didn't you tell us? Why wasn't there a big wedding? Congratulations!" Avery says hugging me.
"We wanted to keep it a secret until we could officially have an actual wedding so we did it at a courthouse. We'll have one as soon as everything is calm, I guess you could say."
"Y/n," Xander says giving me a big hug. "Officially a Hawthorne, even though you've always been one!"
"Congrats, darlin'." Nash.
"Sunny! Wow I can't believe you mar-" Jameson is cut off.
"Now is not the time to be talking about our soon to be second wedding! Someone has threatened Y/n! She must be protected under any circumstances." Grayson shouts.
"Grayson, may I speak with you privately?"
"Ooh privately." Jameson laughs.
"You idiot, shh." He laughs even harder.
I push Graysons wheel chair out of the room.
"You need to calm down. I'm here, right now, safe."
"I will not calm down. Not when there is someone out there threatening you."
"Exactly a threat not an attempt."
"I don't care if it's just a threat! I still-"
"Do you think I'm not scared, Grayson?! Someone has threatened me, I haven't done anything to even cause that! It's bad enough that you're hurt and now this. I just-" I sigh.
"I know, I'm sorry. I just want to protect you." He says looking down.
I crouch down where I can meet his eyes and grab his hands in mine.
"What do say we just go back to your room and lay down like this morning as if nothing happened?"
He smiles.
"As much as I would love that we can't. We need to get this situation under control. Later though, we can, okay?" He says.
"Okay, sounds good. Now give me a kiss."
I place my hands on his cheeks and kiss him softly.
"Sorry, I know you said no more kisses like that."
"I'll let this one slide."
I giggle.
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𝐀 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 #1
RomanceGrayson Hawthorne x femreader Grayson Hawthorne and y/n hopelessly in love. Kidnapping, pregnancy, love and hopelessness. Galas and unexpected turns. What could go wrong?