“Hey,” she said again, forcing me to look up at her. “Don’t pretend you didn’t say what you said. Because you’re not the only one who feels that way. I’ve been…I’ve been kind of losing my fucking mind about you ever since we met and I know that things are moving fast, but every holiday movie has taught methat declarations of love you make on Christmas are meant to stick. So. I love you, Gray. I do, and it scares the fucking hell out of me.”
The last part was whispered while she pressed her forehead to mine.
“Holy fuck,” was my only response becausewhat?
What was even happening right now? This gorgeous, smart, funny, sexy, unbelievable woman was in my bed and giving me pretty necklaces and telling me she loved me on Christmas. This was dream-come-true shit. Complete romcom nonsense. Whose life was this?
Mine, apparently.
Squealing, I dived forward and pinned her onto the bed, straddling her and smiling.
“Gray!” she yelled.
“Sorry not sorry.” I leaned down and kissed her, not caring about anything else but this.
“I love you,” I said in between kisses.
“I love you,” she responded.
Best. Christmas. Ever.
Chapter Sixteen
Mal
This had already beenmy favorite Christmas, but Gray telling me that she loved me put it so far over the top that all the rest of them faded away.
Eventually we had to get up and eat something, so I joined her in the kitchen for a big breakfast that we ate sitting on the floor in front of the tree.
“Oh, I need to give you your present. It’s not as nice as the one you got me, I’m sorry.”
She blushed and bit her lip.
“Hey,” I told her, taking her hands. “I’m going to love it, no matter what it is.”
She handed me a box and wouldn’t stop explaining that it wasn’t as good as hers. I had to kiss her a bunch of times to get her to stop.
I unwrapped the box and pulled out several silk bonnets. I’d thought about trying them for sleeping with my hair, but just hadn’t yet. How did she know?
Her entire face was blazing red and she wouldn’t meet my eyes. “I did some reading online and I thought…that they’dbe good for your hair. I’m sorry. I should have gotten you something better.”
Now it was my turn to tackle her to the floor and make her understand that I loved my present.
“You’re the only one who’s going to see me using them,” I told her as she giggled underneath me.
“I’d better be,” she said, and I kissed her until she couldn’t think anymore.
The restof the day was perfect. I watched as Gray unwrapped her other presents, including the ones she’d bought for herself. It was adorable to watch her tell me she’d forgotten what she’d bought and see her surprise and delight when she realized what they were.
I couldn’t get enough of her.
“I thought about getting you a vibrator, but I figured we could just use mine,” I said. I liked her using mine.
“Maybe we can pick some out together?”
Well, there was an idea.
“Perfect,” I said, kissing her again.
