I closed my eyes and begged myself to calm down, to make this storm go away. I would hurt them if I kept going, but I never knew how I started them in the first place. I get mad and cry when it rains or thunders. Anxiety is always getting better.
Gray brushed my hair behind my ear with his fingers and said, "Stay tonight." I sat on his lap with my legs on either side of him, facing him. "What do you say?"
"My dad would go crazy," I said, letting out a small giggle. His smile grew much less amused. His playfulness turned into something much darker. I had never seen him look so lustful before.
"f**k what your dad says," he said, grabbing my chin with his fingers and pulling my lips to his in a fiery kiss. His tongue tried to get in, and I let it, even though my whole body told me to leave
