(Stephanie)
"What can I do to convince you to come back to the apartment with us?" Grant mumbled, his mouth pressing against my throat as I glanced towards the backseat of the car where Sammy had fallen asleep.
We were now parked outside of my apartment building, and I've tried to say goodbye to Grant at least three times now.
Yeah, it isn't going well.
This morning has been perfect... almost too perfect. The way I feel so comfortable with not only Grant but Sammy makes things that much more confusing because I feel like I'm growing attached already.
That's why I'm trying to get some type of space between us so I can clear my head and figure out what the hell is going on.
"Don't you think that might be too much for Sammy? I mean, I don't want to confuse him." I whispered, feeling G
