Greyson (Lightening Series Book One)

Chapter Thirteen

"Angel?" I stirred hearing a soft voice, grumbling and nestling myself so I was cosier. "Baby wake up." The voice continued and I grumbled an inaudible mutter.

It wasn't until I heard a soft chuckle that my eyes slowly opened, it was dark but the lights from the city outside dining through the window lit up enough of Grey's face for me to know it was him.

"What time is it?" I yawned as he reached over pulling my hair away from my face.

"Just after twelve." He whispered, "Come to bed." If Grey has said this to me earlier, I would have leaped for joy but I was too tired, far too tired to be doing anything.

"I'm too tired to have sex." I grumbled out causing him to chuckle.

"Shh baby the boys are literally sleeping beside you." He hushed me as I flushed, "I know your tired but your not sleeping here, come." He held out his hand and I slowly took it, grumbling and wobbly from my tired state.

He turned, my hand still in his as he led us to the bedroom I was more than familiar with. I looked at the cosy bed and wanted to through myself into it. Instinctively I walked towards it but was pulled back by Grey.

"Uh-huh." He scolded. "Bathroom and change then bed." He told me like I was a child.

"Yes dad." I grumbled causing his nose to scrunch distastefully.

"That's wrong don't call me that again." I lightly laughed at his facial expression as I headed in the direction of the bathroom.

"Sorry...Daddy." I walked into the bathroom, picking up a spare toothbrush and applying toothpaste.

"Stop that's wrong." He grumbled behind me, "I've fucked you so that's definitely way too wrong." He shook his head in disgust and I let out a full blown laugh, spitting some toothpaste onto his mirror.

"Sorry." I laughed out as he just rolled his eyes.

"I'll let it slide." He smirked, putting his toothbrush in his mouth and brushing away.

Something about this made my tummy flutter. It wasn't exactly intimate brushing your teeth next to the guy who your crushing hard on but it felt comfortable. It's one of those moments when you imagine yourself married to the person next to you, both tired and kids in bed. It felt good.

Just minus the fact that there was a very slim chance of that ever happening but for now, I could dream.

"Did you put blankets over them? It get's cold in the sitting area at night, I don't want them to become unwell." I frowned.

"Who gives a shit about them." Grey mumbled while brushing his teeth, he quickly spat out into the basin before turning to me. "They should have went back to their own rooms if they were feeling tired." He concluded turning on the tap to clear the basin.

"Grey." I scolded with narrowed eyes, he couldn't leave them out there cold during the night.

"Ems relax." He rolled his eyes, "They have blankets, I promise." I smiled in satisfaction, he cares more than he lets on.

I popped the toothbrush back into the holder before turning on the tap and quickly rinsing my face. I grabbed a towel nearby and dried myself as I headed out into the bedroom.

"Grey can I have one of your-"

"It's on the bed." He called out from the bathroom.

I turned to the bed were a white shirt had been placed out for me, I quickly stripped and placed the cold shirt on me buttoning it up. Luckily, I had a hair tie on my wrist so I quickly popped my hair into a messy bun to avoid being strangled during the night.