Because Who Could Love A Broken Girl? ✔️

Who Could Love Eavesdroppers

Skylar's P.O.V.

I woke up in Grayson's bed, though he wasn't there. I glance at the clock.

1:38 PM

Suddenly, all of the events from earlier this morning come back to me.

I just lost my fucking virginity!

I take a few deep breaths and sit up in the bed. Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe in. Breathe out.

I feel nervous, excited, happy, confused, and probably hundreds of other emotions that don't even exist.

Though regret isn't one of them.

I don't regret it one bit. And hopefully Grayson doesn't either. I think back to his words from earlier.

"Sleep, Princess. I'll be right here when you wake up."

Where is he?

As if on cue, the door swings open, revealing a shirtless Grayson. God, please forgive me for my unholy thoughts.

"Hello my beautiful angel." He greets with a wide smile. "Sorry I wasn't here when you woke up. I know I promised I would be, but I wanted to make you breakfast. Well... Lunch."

I giggle softly and pat the mattress next to me. He smiles and places the tray on the nightstand, climbing into bed beside me.

"Why are you all bubbly all of the sudden?" I inquire.

"Take a wild guess."

I blush slightly, understanding his words. He chuckles softly and sits up.

He pulls me into his lap, my legs straddling his large build. Brushing the hair out of my face, he presses his lips to mine in a passionate kiss.

I immediately return the gesture and place my hands on his chest, while his slide to my hips. After a few minutes, he pulls away for air.

"So you're sure there's no regrets?" He breathes out.

"I'm sure. I honestly thought I would regret it afterward. But I don't. Not one bit."

He smiles and lays us both down on the bed.

"I love you, Skylar."

"I love you too, Grayson."

We fall into a comfortable silence, neither of us making a move to get to food. The moment's almost too perfect to ruin.

Almost...

"You know... School doesn't let out for another hour. We could pick up where we left off..."

He chuckles softly while shaking his head.

"Princess, as much as I love that idea, Can you even walk?"

"Pssshhh! Of course I can!"

He raises an eyebrow daringly. I take a deep breathe before pushing myself out of the bed, Grayson climbing out behind me.

"See?"

"Babe, you're still leaning on the bed." He points out.

I narrow my eyes at him before removing my hands from the bed. Almost immediately, my legs give out and I fall forwards.

Though before I hit the ground, two muscular arms encircle my waist, catching me from my tumble.

"Wow, Princess. I know, I'm pretty great. But I didn't expect you to fall for me twice."

Grayson picks me up bridal style and smirks at me. I glare playfully at him and slap his chest. He chuckles before tossing me into the bed.

"So I see that cocky Grayson as returned." I mutter.