a/n: this chapter has quite a few sexual situations in it, so if you feel uncomfortable then please skip this one💞
i was taking a little nap, when i heard soft knocking on my door.
my eyes opened slowly, and i turned over to look at my alarm clock. it was 12:30 pm, and the house was pretty quiet.
either everybody had gone for lunch without me, or they were napping as well.
i was too lazy to look for a robe, so i just decided to answer the door in my tank top and my underwear. when i opened the door, i came face to face with grayson.
his hair was wet and clingy, and he smelled amazing, so i assumed that he had just taken a shower.
"hi, why did you come over with wet hair? it's super cold outside, you could have gotten sick," i wrapped my arms around him, before noticing that he had a brown bag in his hand.
he gave me a tiny smile, and picked me up. "it's fine, princess. i...i thought that you might be hungry? you almost slept through lunch."
grayson held the bag up with one hand, and used his other hand to support me.
i kissed his forehead, and wrapped my arms around him. "you're a keeper. what did you get?"
he set me down on my bed, and placed the bag on my lap. "i got you some food from panera, jacob told me what to get you."
i shuddered when i heard my stepbrother's name.
grayson took off his shoes, socks, and shirt before joining me in my bed. "he told me to tell you that he's sorry for what happened this morning... did something bad happen?"
i climbed onto grayson's lap, and gave him a little kiss. "thank you for the panera, g. we can share the mac and cheese, if you want."
he raised his brows, and gave me a soft chuckle. "you're offering me some of your food, and you're changing the subject. d-did he make you upset?"
i opened up the large plastic bowl, and took a spoon out of the brown bag. "i called him this morning, at a really inconvenient time. i think that cece was blowing him while he was on the phone with me."
grayson's eyes went wide, he bit his lip to stop himself from laughing. "he will never live this down, oh my god."
i scooped up a few shells, and grayson opened his mouth. "feed me."
"fine, but only because you're so cute," i mumbled. i put the spoon in his mouth, and he ate every single shell off of it.
he started talking after he had fully chewed and swallowed. "speaking of cute, you're cute when you're pissed."
i sighed, and moved the mac and cheese around with my spoon. "we don't speak of it. how about we talk about your little moan?"
grayson took my mac and cheese from me, and placed it on my dresser. i wanted to protest, but he had flipped us over, his chest was pinning me to my mattress. "i got so jealous when max was saying those things about you," he murmured. "it was w-weird, i've never been that angry before."
i ran my hands through his wet hair, and wrapped my legs around his waist. "don't be jealous, baby. you have me wrapped around your finger."
he traced a line down my lips with his thumb, and looked me in the eyes. "i had this weird urge, mimi. i just wanted to show him that you belonged to me."
grayson's hazel eyes were darkening again. his body became tense, and i could feel his obvious boner poking at my thigh.
i didn't even know that grayson had this side in him, but i wasn't complaining. maybe he was tired of being the submissive one.
