The Millionaire's Bidding

Chapter 6

I will be writing in Kathrine's POV

We returned from Paris. I kissed him goodnight and walked to my room. It was already 2:30 AM. I closed my eyes, ready to doze off. My head shot up after I heard a knock on my bedroom door. "W-who is it?" I mumbled, rubbing my eyes. Grey walked in, "Hey Kathrine are you comfortable sleeping here?" "Of course. Why wouldn't I be?" I narrowed my eyes. Not because I was suspicious, I was just exhausted. "Oh well I was just wondering..." He rubbed his neck and laughed awkwardly, "Do you want to you know.. Sleep with me tonight?" He clenched his eyes shut and looked like he was about to burst. "Sure" I shrugged, "Why not?" His eyes flew open and he start to dance in a circle. He danced over to me with a smile plastered on his face. His hand gently grabbed mine and he led me to his room. It was nicer than mine. A lot more spacious and a bigger bed. "Let's get some rest" I said with my eyes closed. "Will do"

Sunlight poured through the window. I looked over my bedside to see the time, but I remembered that I slept with Grey last night. I looked next to me and saw Grey. He wasn't up yet? I smiled and quietly got up. I tiptoed to the door and took one last glance at him. He was cute when he slept. His hair was messy and he hugged his pillow tightly. But a big thing that seemed to show was that he looked innocent. I shut the door and went in to the kitchen to make coffee. I poured in cream and sat down at the couch. The only thing you could hear from the penthouse were cars zooming by. I turned around to the noise of footsteps. "Morning" I smiled brightly. "Morning" He yawned. His voice was scratchy and deep. I've never seen him in his pajamas before.

He walked over to the coffee machine and brewed himself his black cup of coffee. "How was your sleep?" He asked. "Good, how was yours?" I took a sip of my coffee, staring out the window. "It was great. Thank-you" His voice sounded more cheerful. "I need to talk to you about something" I set the cup down and walked towards him. "What's that?" He looked me in the eyes. "I need to go to college.." "What?" His voice cracked. "I just.. Need to get an education" I sighed. I'm sure he didn't understand. He dropped out when his company was first developing. He walked closer to me. His fingers gently touched the bottom of my chin. "But you have me" He sounded more hurt than upset. "Of course, but I would like to work" I turned my head away from him. I walked to the windowsill with my back turned to him. "Please understand" I looked down at the cars. "If it makes you happy" I spun around and ran up to hug him. "You're amazing" I chirped. "Do you have any idea where you want to go?" "Well.." I drifted off, "Maybe Stanford" I muttered under my breath, knowing he wouldn't be happy about it. "I-In California?" his voice cracked once more. "Yeah" I crossed my arms and turned my back to face him, "I mean I'm probably not going to get in so I'll just go to New York University" I sat down on the couch. He followed after me.

"Don't you dare say that!" He cried. "You're very intelligent" He gave me a hug. "You'll be 3000 miles away from me" He hugged me tighter. "I know, but this was my dream school. I just never applied because I knew I could never afford it" I rested my head on his shoulder. "Our relationship has just started.." He frowned. "I know that. I.. Really like you" "I think you should apply" He sounded as if he was about to cry. "I can't afford it" I sighed. "I'll pay for it" His hand rubbed my head. I sat up slowly, "I can't allow you to do that" "You don't have a choice" He faked a smile. I knew that he was crying on the inside, but I couldn't go my life without a degree. What if this relationship doesn't work out anymore? I needed a Plan B.