Charlotte’s POV
Grayson had his eyes closed in anticipation of what I would do next.
This close to him, I could see all of the features of his face much clearer. From the light dusting of freckles on his cheeks, his rosy lips to the perfect way his eyelashes sat on top of his cheeks and his wonderfully thick eyebrows.
My mate was perfect.
He was perfect, but he was trying to keep his distance from me. As much as I wanted to kiss him, I needed to respect his decision.
I took a deep breath, inhaling his scent before I pulled back from him. As he felt me leaving his space his eyes opened and I could see him blink in confusion.
“Did you want me to kiss you?” I asked him teasingly. He continued to observe my face but he didn’t respond. His eyes would shift from my eyes to my lips, so I a
