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8 - kiara rose

kiara - wednesday night

  i woke up in my bed. the covers pulled up to my shoulders and a big t-shirt hanging from my body.

  i glance at the clock. it reads 8:25 at night and immediately confusion runs through my head.

  how the hell did i get in here?

  i hear the low mumble of the tv in the living room and i slowly get up out of my bed. my bedroom door creaks open and i walk into the hallway.

  i peek my head around the side of doorway to the living room and see a head full of dark chocolate locks. his head tipped back just enough so that it's rested against the wall.

  his eyes are closed and i go to stand in front of him. little bailey is tucked in his arm at his side, her mouth open and snores falling past her lips.

  apple doesn't fall far from the tree here.

  i walk closer to them and place my hands on grayson's shoulders. he flinches awake and looks around the room before his eyes connect with mine.

  "oh, you're awake," he says as a smile creeps onto his beautiful face.

  "yeah, how'd i get into my room?" i ask taking a seat next to him.

  i sink into the cushion and reach my finger over to caress bailey's plump cheek.

  "you fell asleep once i started feeding bailey, so i took you in there so you would be more comfortable," he shrugs.

  "oh, thank you, gray," i say looking down at the ground.

  he's still as soft as he was back in high school.

  he leans his head back without breaking eye contact with me. his eyes scan my face and he lifts his hand, holding my cheek in his palm.

  his thumb caresses my cheekbone delicately and then it traces over my lips. i can't hold it in any longer.

  i inch as close as i can to him until our lips are brushing against each other's. they feel the same; soft and plump.

  he slides his hand down from my face and sets it onto my waist. he pulls me close and our lips touch but only for a second.

  bailey wines and i sigh, pulling away from grayson and tending to my baby in between us. i pick her up and lazily walk down the hallway towards her bedroom.

  grayson follows me as i swing the door to the nursery open. it's way past bailey's bedtime but i know grayson has no idea.

i lay her down on her back and her hands come up above her head as she yawns.

i felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist and rub my hips, trailing to my stomach.

"i'm still mad at you for not telling me about this gorgeous little girl," he says quietly near my ear.

i swat his arms away and turn around pulling an are you serious? face. he chuckles and grabs my arms, pulling me close to him again.

he ducks his head close to mine, leveling his mouth with my ear. "but i know what would make me less mad."

an evil smirk appears on his face and i shake my head.

"still so dirty, dolan," i say a little bit more seductively than i planned.

he turns his back to me and my eyebrows scrunch together in confusion.

"jump," he says in a duh tone.

"gray, what the hell?" i whisper-yell, a laugh rising up in my throat.

he turns his head but keeps his back facing me. "i said jump, c'mon."

i roll my eyes and place my hand on his bulky shoulder, cowering down and jumping up. his hands grab onto my bare thighs and i wrap my arms loosely around his neck.

he walks out of the nursery shutting the door quietly and then sprinting to my bedroom.

"grayson!" i giggle as he throws me on my bed.

he cuts me off by pressing his mouth against mine. i groan against his lips when his body falls onto my body. the bed dips from our weight and he rolls us over so i'm straddling him.

i break the kiss and place my hands on his chest to keep him down.

"you should probably get home," i say looking towards the clock on my nightstand.

"oh, hell no," he replies gripping my hips.

"gray, baby, ethan is probably worried."

  his mouth forms an 'o' shape and he sighs, closing his eyes. "yeah i should probably go home, you know...to tell him about this."

  i nod my head and stand up from his lap, grabbing onto his hand and pulling him up to his feet. he places a kiss on each cheek and pulls me towards the front door.

  he slides his shoes on and looks back up to me, a cheesy smile plastering itself on his face.

  "i love you," he says as he locks his lips with mine.

  i rake my fingers through his hair and pull him in close.

  "i love you more," i say against his mouth.

  "not possible," he mumbles before i motion him out not wanting him to continue this bickering.

  "goodnight, kiara rose."

a/n: floopppppp but i have some drama coming hunties so get your popcorn ready—oh and maybe some holy water for the future ;)
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-el <3