Kisses were being peppered all over my neck and cheeks.
I felt myself smile despite my sleepy haze.
"Good morning, Mia," Grey whispered in my ear.
"Morning," I mumbled, refusing to pull my face away from the warmth of his chest.
"We gotta get up, sweetheart."
"Sweetheart?" I repeated, only opening one eye to peek up at him.
Grey was smiling down at me. "Yeah, sweetheart." He kissed the tip of my nose. "I think I'll be testing out nicknames for the rest of the summer."
My lips curled up into a smile. "I have absolutely no problems with this."
He chuckled. "Good. Now come on, or we're both going to be late."
Grey and I shared the bathroom as we brushed our teeth, did our skincare routine, then we decided to take turns showering even though he offered to shower with me.
Real jokester that one.
I didn't respond. I couldn't because I'd be lying if I had said it was a terrible idea. So instead, I gave him a tight-lipped smile and slammed the door in his face.
Five seconds later, a teeny tiny part of my brain was reconsidering his offer, and it rolled with it. My thoughts automatically went to the dirtiest place imaginable. Grey, naked, wet, droplets of water trickling all the way down his broad chest then down his rock-hard abs to... JESUS CHRIST! STOP THIS, MIA! I squeezed my eyes shut and palmed my forehead multiple times.
I was going to go crazy if I let my thoughts stay there.
I heard a soft double tap at the door, causing me to jump. "Hey, Mia. Don't finish all the hot water."
"Okay," I mumbled, just barely loud enough for him to hear.
"Then again, now that I think about it. I just might need a cold shower if I keep thinking the thoughts I am right now." Judging by his tone of voice, I knew he wasn't the least bit ashamed to admit that. As a matter of fact, he wanted me to know that he was thinking about me too.
I slapped my hands onto my cheeks that were probably burning red. "GREYSON! FOR GOD'S SAKE!" I muttered a curse under my breath.
I could hear his light chuckle from the other side. "Never mind. Take all the time you need."
I rolled my eyes. Was he going to be this unbearable for the rest of the summer?
I took a quick ten-minute shower, then wrapped my towel around me as I peeked out the bathroom door looking for any signs of Grey. Nowhere in sight, I hurried down the hall into my room and softly closed the door before letting out a light sigh.
"AHEM!"
I jumped. That was twice this morning, in case you weren't counting.
I whipped around to find Grey laying down on my bed with a knowing grin. "Avoiding me already?" he placed a hand over his chest. "That hurts."
"I can't even...." I didn't bother finishing that sentence.
I firmly grasped the towel with both hands at the top, holding it in place. "Can I help you?" I asked with some extra sass in my voice.
Grey pretended to think about it. "Nah... just came to borrow your charger." He held up his phone and waved it, showing me that he was indeed charging his phone. "Mine's been acting up. I need to buy a new one."
"Right. Anyways, here's an idea. How about you take the charger, leave and let me get dressed."
He smirked, typing something into his phone. "Or..."

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Teen FictionMy best friend Greyson McNamara and I have been partners in crime for a while now. Pranks, sneaking out to go to parties, joy riding in our parents' cars, all that crazy teen stuff, we made a pact to do together. And surprise surprise, dating each o...