Chapter 42-Anastasia

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I wake up and turn over to see Grayson sleeping ever so peacefully.I slowly slip out the bed and make my way upstairs.I get upstairs, and I'm greeted by beach fumes and a refreshing breeze.I begin to look out at the blue ocean and relax.

"Good morning,love,"Graysons raspy voice says as he approaches me."Morning sleepyhead,"I tease, opening my arms."You hungry love?"I ask, brushing his hair with my fingers."Starving,"he says."Well, let's fix that,"I say, tapping his shoulder."What do you wanna eat birthday boy?"I ask."I wanna eat tartine and coffee,"he says."Um,what is that exactly?"I ask."Toast and coffee,"he says, shrugging."Oh, c'mon,don't be a bore. I'll make you something special,"I say."Okay, I'll wait here,"he says."No baby.I'm not making this alone.Youre helping me,"I say."Okay, let's go,"he says, standing up.

We walk to the yahyt kitchen and wash our hands."What are we cooking, Chef?"He asks."Biscotti feateggiato.My personal favorite,"I say."Let's get started,"he says, placing his hands on the counter.

♤one and a half hours later♤

"And there you have it fresh, biscotti,"I say."It smells amazing, baby,"he compliments."Let's eat now so I can swim and take pictures,"I say, handing Grayson his plate."Thank you, love,"he says as I lead us to the dining room in front of the kitchen.We eat the biscotti, and I sauvour the ever delicious taste of it.

Once we're done eating, he takes our plates and takes them to the sink.We walk upstairs together and into our room downstairs."I'm gonna go shower,"I say."Can I join you?"He asks, smirking."Why,of course,"I say, walking into the bathroom.

We undress, and I tie up my hair in a bun.We get in, and I turn to face Grayson,humming.He takes a step towards me, pressing me against the wall.He brushes the hair out my face before stepping back again."What a fucking tease,Grayson"I say,blushing as he laughs.I shake my head before washing my body."You know baby.For my birthday each year we host a dress up party and this year's theme is Magic Mike so I need help to choose what to wear"I say rolling my eyes."I think you should wear whatever you want"he says."Shut up that's not advice"I say.I step out the shower and take the dark grey towel on the counter.Gray comes out and takes the towel drying my body.

"I'm gonna get a tan,"I say, walking out with a towel wrapped around my body.I open my suitcase and take out my long white sundress and undergarments.I wear my clothes and tie my hair up in a proper bun."Are you done yet, baby?"He asks."Yeah,"I say."Let's go,"I say, taking his hand and leading him upstairs.We lay on the sunbeds together basking in the sun.

"You know baby.I would not mind getting married in winter,"I say."And why is that?"He asks."It's just so...euphoric, and my parents got married in winter,"I say."If you want to get married in winter, we will get married in winter,"he says, taking my hand in his."I'm gonna swim,wanna join me?"I ask, walking downstairs."Sure,I was heating up anyway,"He says, following behind me.I open my suitcase and take out my black bikini.I walk to the bathroom and begin changing.

"Are you ready yet, baby?"I ask."Um,I kinda forgot to pack swim trunks, so I can't go in,"he says."Aw,okay.Lets go,"I say, coming out of the bathroom.

I walk out before he turns around to look at me."Well,are you sure you still wanna go in the water?"He asks, his eyes raking all over my body."Of course,I still wanna,"I say."Now, cmon, let's go back up,"I say, taking his hand and leading him upstairs.

We get upstairs, and I walk to the edge of the boat.I glance behind me and see Grayson switching off the engine of the boat."Gray, look at this!"I say before jumping in the water.I begin to feel myself sinking, and I think of how happy Mama would have been seeing me happy.Not now.Not now.I repeat in my head, sinking deeper and deeper.A strong arm wraps around my arm and pulls me up to the surface."Baby, it's okay."He reassures me.I begin hyperventilating, thinking what would have happened if he didn't save me.He lifts us up back on the boat and sets me on the couch.

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