I woke up to the sound of birds outside my window. The sunlight spilled into my room, casting warm patches on the floor, and over Greyson sleeping face.
I curled up, watching him as he slowly began to stir. I wanted to squeal with excitement. He made me feel so giddy and happy, and I just wanted to scream with joy, but I held it in. He already saw me as damaged. I didn't want him to think I was also crazy.
When I finally saw him blink a few times, my heart raced, and then finally he opened his eyes and stretched, before turning to me.
''Oh, good morning,'' He said sleepily and rubbed his eyes, ''How long have you been up?''
''Not long.'' I answered, as I timidly reached out and touched his chest. I wished this nervousness to act on my desires would go away. I knew he'd never hurt me, b
