Neither of us spoke on the drive back to my place. When I passed Gray’s street he didn’t say a word, though a fluttering of fear passed through me, thinking he might want to be dropped off at his place. Gray squeezed my hand, then let it go so I could pull into the parking lot of my building. When I turned the car off, I turned to him and placed my palm on the back of his neck.
“I’ve been waiting for this moment for so long, it feels…” I began, but Gray placed his index finger over my lips.
“Upstairs. Now.” He whispered, then opened the car door. Moments later we were standing across from each other in the elevator. My hunger must have been plain to see, because Gray blushed, a hint of red tinging his cheeks. For a moment I forgot to breathe, and a wave of dizziness passed through me. Wh
