Chapter Nineteen
Annie's POV
I woke up to voices coming from the living room.
For a moment I just lay there in the grey morning light listening and trying to place what I was hearing because it was not what I had expected to wake up to. I had expected silence. I had expected the specific quiet of a house where someone had already left, that particular emptiness that has a different quality from ordinary quiet. I had expected Grey to be gone.
He was not gone.
I heard Matteo's voice first, carrying through the wall with the easy confidence of someone completely at home. "Why do you keep stealing glances at me like that? Am I too handsome for you to behold?"
I stopped moving entirely.
Then I heard Grey laugh. A soft, genuine sound, the kind that meant he had actually been caught off gu
