The next morning, I awoke without Grayson by my side. Instead, there was a tray hovered over my bed with coffee and a blueberry scone.
"Finally!" I jumped and looked across the room where Grayson laid in the blue recliner. "You sleep for centuries."
"What's all this?" I ask.
Grayson smiled at my sleepy state. "Just some stuff I got from the cafe earlier for you." How sweet.
"Thanks Grayson."
I sipped at the freshly brewed coffee. The beeping of a monitor sounded slow and steady in the background.
"Lilah?" Grayson walked over and sat across from me. "I really like you." I smiled at him my heart strangling a few extra beats per minute.
"I really like you too Grayson." I giggled softly. My eyes wandered across his. I loved making complete eye contact with his light hazel eyes.
Leaning into each other we're so close. Our breaths mingling together creating a sort of steam that seams to sexualize the moment.
"Lilah. I may not know your middle name quite yet. And I may have not met your mother or father, even your best friend. But would it be alright if I....."
"Yeah." I breathe as a response.
A/n : you thotttt 😂❤️
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