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My eyes slowly start to open, and I exhale a deep breath. The first sensation I feel is my head perfectly placed on Grayson's chest. His hands are tightly wrapped around my body. I have never slept with a boy before, both platonically and physically. The way my cheeks are already flushed cause me to reach my hand up and press my palm to the burning skin.

I automatically look at his sleeping figure. The way his chest is heaving up and down is so peaceful. He's adorable when he's sleeping, and just the sight of him is making me feel giddy. Seriously, my insides are turning like a kid on Christmas morning.

I can't fight the feelings that Grayson makes me have. He makes me feel happy, brave, like anything is possible. I was terrified to feel that way again, to get close to another human being.

Of course deep down I missed my old self, but I felt guilty for smiling or having fun without Hunter. Grayson made me realize that life goes on, and so should I.

His body begins to shift, and a small grin appears over my face when his eyes slowly start to open. A yawn slips past his lips as his grip around my back tightens.

"Good morning." He says in his deepest voice yet.

"Morning." I say with a smile.

He keeps his eyes on my face. "You look different today."

"I feel different." I say while giggling.

"You're glowing." He sits up on the couch and pulls me closer to his body.

Rubbing my lips together, I muster up the courage to let out a sigh. "I'm happy."

"Me too." He says, his fingers automatically twirling through my hair.

"I really like you, Grayson." The confident words fly out of my mouth.

His cheeks turn a light shade of pink. "I like you too, H."

"I was scared to really accept it, mostly because I didn't know how I truly felt. Now I know." I nod and place my hand on his cheek.

"Every time you touch me, my heart races." He says while taking my hand and planting a sweet kiss on my palm.

"It's weird being in this world with feeling." I look back into his eyes.

"I don't think this was supposed to happen." His voice lowers, which causes fear to grow in my core.

"Do you think this is bad? That we can touch each other?" I bite down on my lower lip.

"It's either really good, or really bad." Grayson says with a raised eyebrow.

"Well, I hope for option number one." I reply while slowly moving my hand down the center of his stomach.

"Me too." He says while sucking in a breath.

I've never been the type to be bold and take action. But everything about Grayson lights a fire inside of me. Normally I would feel embarrassed that I'm blatantly touching his body.

"If I'm being honest, I didn't really know how happy you made me until I could feel the emotions running through my body. Of course I was really starting to like you, but now I know that it's real." Grayson speaks his words loud and clear, like they're the most honest words he has ever said.

"I know how you feel." I say while blushing.

"There's that cute smile of yours." He says with a laugh.

"What cute smile?" I ask while chuckling.

"The one that really indents your dimples. It's my favorite."