Winter swiftly comes to an end as the Seer had predicted. Grayson and I have completed most of our preparations to leave, without any bickering at all. He lies behind me, stroking my stomach while his face is pressed into my hair. I sigh, heavenly contented until his malicious fingers move lower and stil lower before disppearing beneath my dress and I grip his hand, turning to look at him.
"I'm the one with the crazy hormones, yet you're more horny than I am"
"Maybe I know what I want" He answes, his lips titling into a devious smile.
"And what is that?"
Grayson moves unto his back, pulling me over to straddle him in the process. His hair has grown much longer, and I thread my fingers through it when he pulls me down for a kiss. There are emotions in me, feeling that make me scared to admit. I'm in love with him. In love with a man that chased me from my nightmare into another. I'm in love with a man that saved me. Not from situations but from myself.
I'm also afraid to tell him
