The Story of Griffin Hawkins

Chapter Nineteen- Griffin's Story

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Chapter Nineteen

Week Five

Wednesday

            Groggily, I looked at the time on my phone; it was seven in the morning. I groaned loudly and decided to at least move to my bed. I rolled off the couch and trudged up the stairs. I was planning to head straight for my bedroom, but the sight of my mother handing Harley a mug of coffee stopped me in my tracks.

            “Good morning, sleepy head.” Harley winked at me. I gave him a dirty look. I was not a morning person and didn’t have time for his cheeriness. “Well, someone is not a morning person.” He laughed and my mom laughed with him. What was going on?

            Harley saw the confused expression on my face, “I told your mom I stayed the night because of the weather.” He pointed towards the window and all I could see was white, I couldn’t even see the trees at the back of the property. “Looks like I’m going to be hanging out here most of the day.”

            “I’m not going into work, I’ll work from home. Harley did you bring your laptop, by any chance? If not I know I have an extra you can use to try and work from.” She said and I just realized she was still in a robe and slippers.

            “Yeah, I actually had it with me last night since I didn’t stop at home and brought it in. I think I also have a change of clothes in the car if I could borrow your shower?” He asked her.

            She took a sip of her coffee and waved her hand about, “Of course! Use anything you need. I’ll be upstairs in my office, Cadence will get you a towel and help you out.” She said in my direction and I nodded. She headed upstairs leaving Harley and I alone.

            “Have I told you how sexy you look in the morning, Cadence?” A smirk fell on his lips.

            “Is that sarcasm?” I retorted with a scowl.

            He chuckled, “Yes, it truly is. You should just go back to bed.”

            “I intend to after I get your shower and whatever.” I told him.

            “Oh, Cadence…” Harley chuckled again. I threw him another confused expression, “I’m going to run out to my car.”

            Harley grabbed his things from his car and I set him up in the shower. I crashed the moment I laid back down in my bed after I changed, I was happy I didn’t have to work. Sometime later, Harley knocked and came into my room. I rolled over and looked at him. “Hmm?”

            “I made breakfast.” He stated nonchalantly. I was thoroughly surprised, no man has ever come over and made me breakfast in my own house. “Your mom already ate and I made some for you.” His eyes seemed to be full of love and adoration. Normally, that look would have me weak at the knees, but this time it made me sad to know that he loved me and I didn’t love him.

            “Thank you,” I croaked out and sat up in my bed. I ran a hand through the tangled mess on my head. “I need to put pants on,” I grumbled awkwardly.

            “I’ll be downstairs,” He informed me and closed my door.

            When I did make it downstairs, Harley had a plate and tea ready. The plate had eggs, toast, fruit, and sausage links. He even had my tea the way I liked it, he must have asked my mom. I never liked coffee and always had tea instead. I sat down at the table with Harley; he had a plate for himself too.