(Stephanie)
The moment my eyes fluttered open, I couldn't help but freeze, realizing a certain someone was sitting in a chair from across the room staring at me.
"Good morning, sweetheart." Grant's deep voice rumbled. The look in his eyes was one of determination as he leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees.
God, why did he have to look so sexy with his freshly showered hair, black dress shirt and matching slacks.
"I think we need to have a talk."
"A talk? About what?" I feigned ignorance, trying my hardest to keep it together. Can't this guy just let me keep one surprise to myself?! I mean... I'm trying to make things easier for him so he isn't stressed the hell out.
I haven't exactly wrapped my head around the idea fully. So I can't even imagine how Grant might take it
