Chapter Eight

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I couldn't wrap my mind around what had just happened. What went wrong? Did I misread him? I couldn't have, could I?

It seemed pretty clear to me and everyone else that he was interested in me, right?

Right?

He had kissed me back though. If he wasn't interested, then why did he kiss me back? I was so confused.

I don't know how long I stood in the middle of the dance-floor trying to make sense of Grey's actions, but soon I willed myself to move and search for him.
I had to know what was going on in his mind.

I probably should've just taken the rejection and moved on from it, but I was concerned that I had just screwed everything up.

All because I wanted what I wanted instead of thinking about what it is he wanted.

I pushed passed all of the people on the dance-floor and followed in the direction Grey had fled to. I walked down the hallway passed the kitchen and the stairs. I checked the downstairs bathroom, but no luck.

I opened the door of a room right across from the bathroom.

I took a look around and took in the desk in the middle of the room, surrounded by bookshelves that stood against the walls of the room. Behind the desk was a large window and there stood Grey looking out of it.

I instantly became nervous and closed the door behind me softly.

I approached him slowly, afraid that he might be upset that I had followed him here.

I stood next to him and watched as he stared out the window. He hadn't made any indication that he had noticed me beside him. He just stood there with his hands in his pants pockets and a slight frown on his face.

I couldn't help, but feel like I had caused that frown. Was he mad at me?

"I'm sorry," Grey whispered breaking the silence as he continued to stare out of the window.

Now it was my turn to frown.

What was he sorry for? Sorry he kissed me? Sorry he bolted after he kissed me?

He was apologizing to me, but I still felt like I should be the one apologizing to him. I'm the one who initiated the kiss in the first place.

"Did I do something wrong?"

He sighed and closed his eyes before he answered. "No, you didn't. I did."

Okay now I was even more confused. I turned so I was fully facing him even though he wasn't looking at me.

"What do you mean? I kissed you and if I had known that that wasn't what you wanted—"

"No, that's not it at all," he said interrupting me. His eyes opened and connected with mine. He appeared to be worried about something.

"I like you Cassie. I really like you, but I don't want to end up hurting you."

The frown on my face deepened. "Hurt me?"

He nodded and sighed again. "I can't explain it right now, but there's a lot you don't know about me. I have done things. Things that I'm not proud of and I wouldn't feel right not being able to tell you about them. The less you know the better."

My mind sifted through his words after he said them. Although his reason was meant to make me change my mind it only made me that more attracted to him.

What woman wouldn't appreciate a guy who is honest from the beginning?

I'll admit his cryptic explanation had me wanting to question him, but my heart was the voice of reason right now.

I took a step towards him and his blue eyes stayed focused on my movements. I reached out and took hold of one of his hands and held it in mine.

"I'm grateful that you're honest with me Grey. I want you to let me make the decision for myself though."
His mouth opened to interrupt me, but I continued.

"My decision is to be with you if you want to be with me. Whatever comes later we can deal with it, but as of right now in this moment you're the person I desire to be with."

Grey looked down at my hands around his and placed his free hand over them. "I have never felt this way about any girl that I've met. There's something about you that makes me want to throw caution into the wind. That something also makes me want to think about what I could risk losing if something goes wrong."

My heart sank as he looked up at me. Those blue eyes were filled with such sadness that it pained me to even make eye contact. I was ready to just throw in the towel and accept his decision.

That's when it happened.

Before I could comprehend what he was doing, Grey's hands released mine. They took hold of my face and he leaned in and kissed me. It was sweet kiss that ended too soon for my liking when he pulled away and placed his forehead against mine.

"However, against my better judgement I share the desire to want to live in this moment and I want to live it with you. Cassie, will you be my girlfriend?"

If my heart could leap out of my chest it would have. The butterflies in the pit of my stomach awakened again and I felt goosebumps on my skin.

Was this really happening? Somebody pinch me.

I tilted my head slightly up and reunited my lips with his. It didn't take long for him to kiss me back. His hands traveled from my face to my waist, his touch on my bare skin heating me up. My own hands traveled up along his lean torso and settled on his shoulders.

He urged me to step back and soon I felt the books from the shelf digging into my back. A moan escaped my lips and Grey took that as a sign to deepen the kiss. I moved my hands to go around his neck trying to pull him even closer to me. Our bodies were already pressed together, but I wanted more.

I let my fingers travel up the nape of his neck and into his hair. The low growl he made spurred me on even more and I continued running my fingers through his soft hair. It seemed our tongues were fighting an endless battle as we both tried to gain control of the kiss.

Soon our slow and sensual kiss was turning almost primal with need. How was I feeling this hot and bothered from just kissing? What was Grey doing to me?

With a great amount of strength, Grey willed himself to pull away from my lips. We were both breathing heavy and we stared in each other's eyes as we caught our breath.

"So," Grey said with a small smile, "is that a yes or a no?"

I laughed a little.

I was so caught up in our make-out session that I completely forgot his question. I pecked his lips and smiled at him when I leaned back.

"Yes."

Author's Note
I felt so corny writing this haha I hope you all still liked it though!

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