Only, I toss and turn, unable to shut my brain off as thoughts of the last forty-eight hours invade my mind. True, it was a fucked up turn of events, but I can’t help but be glad that everything is out in the open now. Gracie and I are free to explore our relationship in the open, with no secrets between us, and I’ll never not be thankful for that.
Even if it was a crazy twist of events that led us here.
I shift in the bed again, seriously debating getting up and heading down to the basement—which is basically a converted gym that none of us really use—to hopefully work off some of the energy that my body seems to be filled with, but my bedroom door opening has me stilling.
What the fuck? No one ever goes into each other’s rooms without knocking first.
I sit up, squinting into the darkness, only for my heart to stop dead for a beat before kicking up when I realize who it is letting themselves into my room.
“Gracie?” I whisper and she shushes me.
She moves around a little and it takes me a moment to realize she’s undressing before she finally slips into the bed beside me.
“I couldn’t sleep,” she murmurs into the darkness, and I pull her into my arms, pressing a kiss to her hair as we adjust ourselves so her back is to my front.
“Me either, but I think we’ll both sleep just fine now.”
I press another kiss to her shoulder before sighing and relaxing into the bed.
This was exactly what I needed to calm my brain, her in my bed with my arms wrapped around her.
Nothing could be more perfect than this.
FIFTY-TWO
GRACIE
I’m surrounded by warmth, and I blink my eyes open to find myself basically lying on top of Noah. The events of the last few days wash over me, including the fact that when I couldn’t sleep last night, I headed over here and broke in since Noah has done it so many times to me.
Well, I didn’t exactlybreak insince I have a key, but considering I’ve had a key since I started at Blackwater and never once used it, I figure the sentiment is the same. I was always worried about what I would walk in on if Ididuse it, but my need to see Noah was greater than any other worry I had.
I look up, only to jolt when I find him staring down at me.
“Were you watching me sleep?” I mutter, my voice raspy and he chuckles.
“Of course I was.”
I grunt before muttering, “Morning.”
He smiles down at me, a look so full of love and contentment that is has my heart aching and my cheeks warming. “Good morning, love.”
“How long have you been awake?” I ask with a groan and bury my head in his chest. He’s far too freaking cheery to have just woken up.
His arms tighten around me before I’m suddenly rolling, and I open my eyes to find us both lying to face to face.
Well, my face to his chest, but he shuffles down until we’re eye to eye.
“I woke up around an hour ago, but you were so peaceful, I didn’t wanna wake you.”
I offer him a small smile before rolling onto my back and staring up at the ceiling.
“So, did Cole lose his shit?” I ask, not really wanting to know the answer but needing to all the same.
He huffs out a laugh. “Not really. I expected it to be a lot worse, but I think Lana, Logan and Harley managed to talk some sense into him. He did give me the wholeif you hurt her, I’ll kill youspeech, but that was always going to happen.”
I turn to look at him. “So, it’s gonna be okay?” I ask and he nods slowly.
“I think so,” he murmurs and reaches out, stroking a finger against my cheek. “You look so fucking pretty in the mornings.”
