The Art of Wasting Time ~ g.d.

4

Violet:

I yawn as I make my way into the kitchen. Grayson's already up and moving around. He sends me a soft smile.

He slides me a cup of iced coffee from Starbucks. "Thanks." I mutter, taking a sip. I hum because it's so good.

"I'm guessing I got your order right." He chuckles, sipping his own drink. I just nod.

I plop down at one of the stools at the island. "You hungry?" He mutters as he pulls out pancake mix. "Yes actually." I admit. I always seem to be hungry now.

I continue to sip my drink as Grayson gathers all the things he needs. His back flexes as he reaches for things and I can't help but take it all in. He's always been slightly more built than Ethan.

"I never got to ask you how your appointment went yesterday." He says snapping me away from my thoughts. "Well besides my dick head brother." He adds.

"Oh um it went great. The baby's perfectly healthy." I answer as I take another drink of my coffee.

Grayson flashes me a smile over his shoulder. "Are you excited?" He ask trying to keep my mind occupied which I appreciate.

"I was." I shrug. "What changed?" He muttered as he pours the pancake batter onto the pan. "Well my boyfriend basically ran for the hills." I say rolling my eyes.

"His loss." He shrugs placing a pancake onto a plate. I chuckle as he continues to cook.

He places my plate on to the island in front of me. "One for you and one for the baby." He smiles like a five year old as I take in the two pancakes.

"Thanks Gray." I chuckle as I grab the plate. He hands me the syrup and I'm not shy when I drown them.

"Do you want any pancakes with your syrup?" He laughs. I send him a stern look and he throws his hands up in the air and turns back around to continue making his own pancakes.

I cut into the pancakes and shove it into my mouth like there's no tomorrow. I'm actually done before he even has syrup on his.

"You want anymore?" He ask with a big grin. "I probably shouldn't." I mutter. "You're eating for two know. Eat as much as you want." He smirks.

"Perks of being pregnant. I can eat as much as I want without seeming fat." I say earning a chuckle from him.

"I'll make you two more." He says with a laugh. I smile at him. Ethan never cooked for me. I don't even have to ask Grayson to do it.

It's almost like Grayson knows that I need all the help I can get and he's not afraid to step in since Ethan obviously doesn't want to.

"You're gonna have to roll me out of this kitchen." I chuckle as he slides the fresh pancakes in front of me. He just flashes me a smile and continues eating his own food and I catch him sneaking glances of me every once in a while.