Grayson opens the car door and lifts me out, throwing me over his shoulder fireman style.
I squeal and clutch at his clothes to make sure I don't fall.
"Ava, chill. I'm not going to drop you" he says, tapping me on the ass condescendingly.
"I wouldn't put it past you after the last few days" I reply dryly.
He walks up the driveway and places me gently on my porch, his hands on my shoulders. He is still standing on the grass of the yard and I'm three steps up and we are just about the same height.
"None of that matters anymore. I understand why you did what you did, and I'm grateful because it made you be honest with me." I nod. "Come one babes let's get you showered"
"Babes???" I question, cringing
"Yeah, you don't like it" he asks, smirking and leaning forward into my personal spa
