Grayson
I woke up to Lara pulling the covers from me.
“Quit stealing them,” she moaned sleepily.
I rolled on to my side wrapping my arm around her. “Sorry darling.” I leaned over and kissed her nose. “Want me to bring you some food up?”
She nodded. I got up and went to my room to put on some grey sweatpants staying shirtless with no socks, wasn’t even wearing boxers, couldn’t be bothered hunting around for them this early. I finger combed my curls, or wavy hair, it couldn’t seem to f.ucking decide what it wanted to be, but right now it looked a little crazy, so I sorted it until it was a more presentable tousled mess and went downstairs.
Amber was already sitting at the table, gross coffee in hand. “Please can you not come down half naked,” she said, annoyance in her voice even tho
