I told Grayson I had to be home for dinner, and asked him to drive me. I changed back into my clothes from last night and left Ethan's shirt folded nicely on his bed. I kept replaying what happened in my head. I loved Ethan more than I loved most of my own family members. I couldn't imagine life without him. But I don't have feelings for him. Shit I don't even know if he meant what he said. he left so quickly we couldn't even talk about it.
I was quiet for the majority of the car ride. We pull up to my house and Grayson puts his hand on my thigh "are you okay?" "If last night was too much I'm really sor-" I cut him off by pressing my lips to his. I moved my hand up his shirt, digging my fingers into his toned chest. I rest my forehead against his and glide my fingers down to the hem of his sweatpants. I trace the outline, teasing him putting one finger underneath his waist band. "Last night was perfect" I finally say. I hear his breathing become unsteady "do you have to go?" He says in a begging tone. "Yes I'll see you at school" I give him a quick kiss and hop out of his truck to run into my house.
