reese, 3/20/18
he suggested we should take it slow, keep it low key. i completely agreed with what he said. it made an amount of reasonable sense. after all, i did still have a husband in legal terms, even though i have his approval. it wouldn't be fair towards him. but yet, that feeling when i woke up next to him the next morning, his bare body pressed against my own, i could barely feel the guilt in my rising euphoria.
in a way, i hated myself. i had slept with grayson, one of the most exhilarating feelings i have ever been allowed to discover. we had taken it far too fast. i could feel myself getting entangled into a whirlpool of disaster, my mood rapidly sinking in it. he was breathing softly, his parted lips rosy. if i didn't feel like such a fool, i would probably couldn't have resisted the ravenous urge to kiss him.
instead, i get up and wander towards his bathroom, flicking a glance at his resting back over my shoulder. his shoulder blades arose slowly and simmered down gently with every quiet breath he took. i can feel a small smile creep it's way into my face and as he flips over onto his back, rummaging the blankets into his arms and pressing them against his chest, i hush inside the restroom and shut the door behind me.
i step inside and i catch my eye in the mirror, walking past it towards the bathtub. i turn on the tap and close the stopper, retracing my steps back to the mirror. my pale body seemed thinner, my hair was hanging loose from my messy bun, make eyes underlined with dark circles. i looked more like a nightmare before christmas character rather than a human being.
i undo my hair and scrunch it back up. i rub my eyes and look at my reflection again. i can't believe someone as attractive as grayson could find someone like myself just as attractive in any way. i had more of a resemblance of a rag doll. i turn back to the bathtub and pick up the blue bottle of lavender bubble and pour in a fair amount before getting into the warm water.
the water rushes over my skin, embracing me in it's warming scent. i stretch my neck out and lean back, shutting my eyelids as i let myself rest back. i need to let loose from my negativity before it consumes me. i breathe in slowly and feel my muscles relax along with my exhale.
it felt surreal to me.
i know i had liam's permission, but it frankly still felt utterly unfair towards him. here i was, lying in the arms with the absolute love of my life, while i had vowed to my husband at the altar that i shall
be forever by his side, through doubt and sorrow. and even though we both never had felt anything more than friendship for each other, it still felt like i was betraying him.he was all alone and i wasn't. and i had suggested for him to marry me. it had all been my idea. i was the only that i could blame in this situation. i could scream at myself. as if hearing my thoughts aloud, grayson walks in unexpectedly, starling me. the water ripples as i sit up. all i can press out is: "hi."
he chuckles and squats next to the tub, smiling at me. "good morning.", he whispers in a husky voice, one that makes my skin goosepimple in a rush. he leans forward over the edge and places his lips onto mine, kissing me gently. i don't pull back, and for a moment, i forget what i'm doing. then it all comes back, reality races to my mind and he pulls away, his face twitching into a frown.
"you all right? you feel all tense.", he asks and i shake my head, looking down at the bubbles. "it's nothing.", i assure him but he stays seated. his hand dips into the water and finds my thigh. he strokes my skin gently and let's his fingers travel to my knee. his ring runs against my body with the cool feeling of metal. "you can tell me anything if you want to, okay?", he murmurs and i nod.
i dare to look back straight into his hazel eyes. "i know.", i whisper and lean my head against his chest. i bite down on my lip and listen to his heartbeat, steady and alive. it calms me. "i'm so glad i found you again.", he sighs and places his face into my head, taking in a deep breath.
his words warm me immediately and i emit a soft laugh. "god bless.", i agree. his hand leaves my leg and he gets up, taking off his pants. i inch forward in the tub and let him get in behind me. his legs stretch across my waist and i lean back onto him, his hands on my ribs, rubbing them slowly over my body. "i love you.", he mumbles almost inaudibly and i can feel everything he feels with those words. i spin around and sit on my knees, watching his face.
he looks like art. an angel. i kiss him, put my hands on his chest. i open my mouth for him to find me inside, waiting impatiently for him. his arms are around me, holding me. my eyes are closed, letting my instincts take over my body and self control. i knew this was right. nothing ever felt this way. imagine a 1000 piece puzzle and one piece missing to fit it all together. that was grayson to me.
that piece that was missing.
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hi bbys
how is everyone today?
xx,cece
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2 Truths & a Lie | Grayson Dolan
Fanfictionin which grayson cannot figure out what is truth and what is lies. sequel to "7 minutes in heaven" ©︎ughgrayson 2020