Grayham’s POV“Are you done yet?” Eric knocked on the bedroom door.“Just a second,” I cleared my throat loudly and rushed to open the door.Eric walked into the room carrying a food tray. “I made pancakes,”I sniffed the air. “I’m going to miss this,”He smiled and placed the food tray on the edge of the bed. There was a coffee mug resting beside the plate of pancakes.Eric turned to me. “Just because the third floor is fixed doesn’t mean you have to leave right away. You can stay here for as much as you want,”I smiled and went to collect the breakfast tray. “It’s fine Eric. You’ve done so much for me already. I can’t thank you enough,”He waved his hands down. “Oh please,” Then he cleared his throat loudly. “Shirley has news. She said she’s bonding well with the dog,”“She can keep him,” I fired back.The lucky bastard was not in the house on the night of the fire incident. Earlier that day, Shirley had taken him with plans to return him the next day.“So the café,” Eric continued
Last Updated : 2025-08-07 Read more