Flair POV
I woke up to a tongue licking my face and a furry face nudging me, causing me to giggle while Grayson mumbled in his sleep. "Okay Roscoe" I giggled, getting up and patting the dog on the head "Let's take you outside so you can do your business."
He whined at me but obediently padded after me as I headed downstairs and towards the large glass doors, opening them and shivering slightly in the coldness of the breeze, wrapping my arms around myself as he began to dart and play in the grass. It was so early that the sun was only just beginning to rise, but the sky was beautiful, and I reveled in it, stretching slightly and humming under my breath.
Roscoe began to act strangely. He was whipping his head around and trotting back and forth. I frowned. "Come on Roscoe"
I was getting
