After what seemed like hours just roaming through nothing, my eyes fell on the jacket that Gray had worn the day we left home. In hindsight, we may have acted like teenagers, leaving home and throwing a tantrum. But this was the most peaceful time I have had after the marriage, and I almost didn't want it to end.
I grabbed the jacket and slowly wore it on me, buttoning it up. It was big, and the wrap seemed like a really deep neckline, which stood somewhere in between extremely suggestive and mildly modest.
It would be just me and Gray, however, so...
I shook my head. That's the problem. Gray was a problem.
'Shut up and kiss me.'
I felt my knees weaken again, and I feebly walked to the bed, just as a knock came on the door. My brows furrowed as I turned to the door, my chest heaving
