Chapter 26 Grayson

• Grayson
• My mind is on Aria as I walk into the kitchen to make breakfast. The way she fits into my arms… I shouldn’t think of her the way I do, but fuck. I want a taste. I want her lips on mine and my body on top of hers. I want to hear her whisper my name. Everything I tell her I want to do over text… I want it all.
• “Morning, Gray,” Aria says, sounding tired. I tense when she walks into the kitchen, carrying with her the smell of my soap. Fucking hell. The thought of her in my shower, her body wet and slippery.