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Harry's POV.
Grace arms are crossed tightly behind my neck, our bodies are still pressed together bound as if we both were afraid that moving could break the peace we were falling into only moments ago.
I let my palm caress the back of her and feel each of her bones before I reach the bottom. Grace's lips leave a quick peck on my collarbone, her face hidden against my skin not letting me see what she's feeling.
'' Who was it?'' Her voice is so soft and trembling my heart clenches. I know she has listened to everything David has said and she's just trying to test me by giving me an opportunity to lie. I don't know why she's acting like this, why is she so convinced I'd lie to her, anyway I can't help but feeling hurt. Why would I not speak the truth? I've never liked to lie to her, I've always told her everything, how could she suspect of me?
'' David,'' I blurt out slightly upset. I want to try and not be pissed, however it's not that easy when the person you love and trust with everything you have, is playing tricks on you just to see if you're gonna hurt her again.
'' What does he want?'' I lean back laying my weight on the palm of my hands and stare at her until she moves away not meeting my stare.
'' You heard what he said Grace,'' I scold her as tenderly as I can and she bites her lip ashamed for having been caught.
'' Are you going to go?'' The second her blue eyes lock with my own, my stomach squeezes so hard I think I can't breathe any more and I suddenly move forward to caress her cheek.
'' I'm not leaving you forever. You're acting like I'll disappear from your life. You know I won't do that. I love you too much for doing that, okay?'' Grace traces the edges of my bones to distract herself.
'' You don't think I'll do that again, do you?'' I desperately ask and Grace halts her movements answering my question.
Before I can get mad and even more frustrated, Grace pushes me down resting each hand on both side of my head and bends down. She lowers her stomach till it touches mine and I gasp the second her lips close over my own.
She gently rocks her hips with me still inside and I try to keep my mind clear, trying hard not to let her plan work. She's distracting me so that I won't keep on analysing the situation, she's afraid I might get closer to her wound.
'' Grace.'' She shushes me by passing her tongue over my lips still slowly moving. I fist my hands hitting with my head the floor and focus on something displeasing.
'' You can't do that,'' I courageously state but when she starts kissing me properly, thrusting me in and out of her, my head spins hard and I moan, digging my nails into the wooden floor.
Grace cups my face, her starving kisses become sweet and her tongue begins travelling gently inside my own, causing me to look for hers and fall into her trap like the idiot that I am.
