(Katrina)
I jolted up in the bed, my eyes widening in shock as I saw a now fuming Jamie standing in the middle of my doorway.
The door he just kicked open, I might add. Yeah, this was bad...
"Get the f**k away from her right now." Jamie snapped, the coldness in his tone one I worked so hard never to hear.
"Oh relax, you are blowing this way out of proportion. Come here Kitty Kat, I'm not done cuddling yet." Grayson mumbled before pulling me back down into his chest as I just laid there frozen.
How did all of this even happen? I mean, one minute I'm sobbing and feeling heartbroken, and the next Grayson's tongue is down my throat as I feel happier than I ever have in my entire life.
He didn't leave me. No, he followed me here. That's what he told me. But can I believe him?
Stupidl
