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I walk out of the bathroom wearing Gray's white dress shirt under my black lace panties and bra. I didn't bother to button the shirt. I smile at Gray's sleeping form on the bed. It's almost afternoon and he's still sleeping. I couldn't get enough sleep because Gray didn't let me sleep. We talked almost through out the night. The stewardess knocked on the door few minutes ago if we are ready to eat. But Gray isn't ready to get out off the bed. After he woke up pretty early to brush his teeth , he came back to bed. 

His black hair spread all over his face and he looks beautiful. Not that dangerous man he showed to the world. The yacht has been moving and i don't even know where we're going. I watch Gray's peaceful form. I smirk and silently walk to the dresser. I rummage through the drawers and pick up a red lipstick. I climb on top of the bed slowly and silently. He's the type of man who takes notice of every single sound and movement. I open the lipstick an