Never let you go

Chapter 20

Hunter:

I wake up the next morning and see that I've moved closer to Grey during the night and that I now have my arm wrapped around her. This was embarrassing. I check to see if she's awake and I'm grateful to see that she's still sleeping. She looks pretty damn cute when she sleeps. I think I could just sit here all day and watch her, but I know I can't. I roll over and see that it's only seven in the morning. I attempt to go back to sleep but I know it's useless. I'm pleased though when I realize I didn't have any nightmares last night, but then again I didn't have any the last time Grey slept over either. The doctors gave me pills to help me sleep at night so I could heal but even with those I still woke screaming sometimes from the nightmares. Grey seemed to keep the nightmares at bay.

I ease myself onto the edge of the bed and grab my crutches. I try to do this as gracefully as possible so I don't wake her but I end up rattling the bed and I cringe as I look over at her but thankfully she's still asleep. I hobble over to the bathroom so I can take care of business and brush my teeth. I want to shower but I'll wait to do that until after Grey leaves. It takes way too long for me to put the stupid cover over my cast and I don't feel like wasting any time with her even if she is asleep. When I'm finished in the bathroom I hobble back over to my bed and ease myself onto it and just lie next to her. I want to be closer than I am. I want to hold her like I was when I woke up but I feel like I don't have the right to, so I just watch her sleep from the other side of the bed.

After a few minutes she stirs a bit and flips over so she's facing me and dammit is she fucking adorable. I study her face and see that she must have taken her make-up off last night because it's not smeared over her face like I've seen happen to girls before. If it's possible she may look even more beautiful when she has no make-up on. I know that sounds like some cheesy shit that guys say to impress girls but in Grey's case it's actually true. She has such perfect skin that it's almost like make-up shouldn't be allowed to ruin it. Her gorgeous brown hair is a bit of a wild mess but it looks kind of sexy. I imagine what her hair would like after a night of some serious passion with me and as I do I feel my dick get hard. Dammit, that was a bad idea. I need to think of things that are not sexy. Dead puppies, my grandma, spiders, cement. I repeat these words and images to myself but every now and then an image of Grey and what I think she would look like naked pops into my head I have to start all over again. Dammit.

Just as am picturing what it would be like to kiss her and run my fingers through her hair Grey's eyes flutter open and then focus on me. She smiles shyly when she sees that I was staring at her and my heart melts a little.

"Good morning" she whispers.

"Good morning."

"How long have you been up?" she asks.

"Like a half hour. You know you are pretty damn adorable when you sleep" I tell her.

Her cheeks flush and she rolls her eyes at me and smiles. "You know, watching people when they sleep is pretty creepy" she jokes.

"Call me a creeper then" I joke back with her and I like that our flirtatious banter from last night is continuing.

"Creeper" she says as she flips over onto her other side so she can get out of the bed. I laugh at first but then I realize I'm not ready for her to get out of my bed yet.

"Where do you think you're going" I ask as I watch her hop out of my bed.

"Someone has to make breakfast" she says as she smiles at me and fixes her hair. As she walks away from me I admire the way she looks in my clothes. I enjoy the way my t-shirt hangs loosely on her and the way my boxers sit on her hips and show off her toned legs.