Keaton's POV
What is on me?
I open my eyes to see hair in front of my eyes as something squishes my face.
"be real" a barely audible whisper in my ear. The rest of my senses come back to me at once and I finally register that I'm holding Grace very tightly against me. I loosen my arms in an attempt to let her go in hopes that I didn't already hurt her. But I feel something move, getting tighter around the back of my neck and I realize what's going on.
Grace is laying on top of me. Her face is on top of me squishing mine. Her arms are around my neck hugging me and it's her legs wrapped around my waist. Even though I let her go, her arms are getting tighter. She isn't very strong so it's not like she is choking me, I just don't want her hurting herself.
"be real" s
