"Are you happy?"
Silence sits between us, and I don't know what to say to him. Yes? Yes I'm happy. Despite our useless and senseless arguments, I'm still happy. I don't get why he's worried, maybe my behavior towards him and Gerzi? Well not much has changed with Gerzi, and I can tell that the little bastard has been more aggressive since I found out that I was carrying their child-Grayson's child.
"I try, but sometimes I think the gaps between us are larger than I'm able to bridge, especially when you're so nerve rackingly quiet, " Warm breath cascades across my chilled skin cooling before returning with heat.
I rest my hand against his head, raking my fingers through his cropped hair. I don't know how to respond to him, don't know how to make his fears leave. Grayson thinks I don't trust him, thinks I don't see him as important or equal. And I do, it's just that I can't help my actions sometimes and maybe, maybe that's all just an excuse to finally give in and let someone take contro
