Breanna Michelle Santana

"Wake up, wake up, wake up!" I jumped on the bed, trying to get Grayson moving.

"Few more minutes, babe," he groaned but I wasn't having it.

I plopped down right on his back and started humping him. He wasn't amused but I found myself comical.

Grayson conjured up the strength to flip me over though and pin my body.

I giggled under his warm lips pressed against my forehead.

"Go get dressed, we have a busy day ahead of us," I rushed him more.

"Can't we just stay here," he whined, "like this?"

"I wish," I pouted, curling my fingers in his messy hair. "You need a hair cut."

"And you need to shave," he laughed, rolling out of bed.

I gasped and threw a pillow at him. "Asshole!"

"I'm joking," he yelled from the bathroom.

"No you're not," I faltered, unlocking his phone. I smiled at the modest photo of us as his lockscreen and a naughty one as his homescreen.

He gave me his password and swore not to change it without letting me know. I told him I didn't need it because we worked past that and I trust him now, but the gesture didn't go unappreciated.

Grayson hopped in the shower while I made the bed.

It was unbelievable that after everything, we were living together. He asked me to move in the same night we made up. Of course I said yes and didn't hesitate to get settled. Surprisingly, everyone was supportive. Why? I don't know, they wanted us happy, I guess. I'm not complaining either way. We were happy!

Alfie barked and barked, waiting to be let out and fed. So, I did, and then I went to make breakfast. Only, I still couldn't cook and burned my first pancake.

I frowned but couldn't help laughing at myself.

As I got ready to eat from my bowl of cereal, Gray jogged downstairs half-dressed.

Naturally, I ogled over him.

"Like what you see," he teased.

I nodded, biting down on my lip.

"Take a picture, it'll last longer," Grayson responded, smirking.

That's exactly what I did, with my Polaroid camera.

"My turn," he replied and snatched it from my hands. He hovered over my body on the couch and acted like he knew what he was doing.

"I love you so much," he said randomly.

I felt my cheeks blush.

"Yeah? How much?"

"This much," he assured me. Grayson spanned his arms to illustrate a large amount.

Just as our lips parted, the doorbell rang.

"Ew, who is it," he mumbled.

I sat up and pushed his body off of mine.

"What happened to you wanting to finally have a proper house warming party," I asked, walking to the door.

"Ugh, I didn't mean it. Tell 'em to leave, let's just go upstairs and-"

I cut him off before he suggested something dirty.

"I'm about to get a chastity belt," I threatened.

He laughed too hard. "You could never."

"Wanna bet," I teased, getting in his face.

He just shook his head, smirking, and said, "shut up."

***

I was cleaning up the evening after all the guests left.

Grayson was outside playing with Alfie meanwhile.

Once everything was clean, I cut off the lights and grabbed the popcorn from the microwave I threw in for us to eat as we watched some movies before bed.

When I walked to the back, I found a pair of his slippers and put my feet in them. Just like I used to do with my father's when I was a little girl.

Speaking of my father, right when I reached the back door, my phone rang. It was Dad.

"Hey, Dad," I spoke to him. He had just left and probably already missed me.

"Hey, bud, go outside and look at the moon right now," he spoke urgently.

I laughed and put the phone down to see Grayson yelling for me. Alfie barked along with him.

"BABE," he hollered like a kid in the backyard, "COME LOOK AT THE FUCKING MOON!"

I told Dad I'd call him later and ended the call to go join my man outside.

I walked through the grass, still in his slippers, and was instantly swept off my feet.

"DO YOU SEE IT," Grayson yelled like I wasn't right in his face.

"YEAH," I shared the same energy back.

"IT'S HUGE!"

"I KNOW!"

Grayson spun me around and I fell weak over his shoulder. He slapped my ass one hard time and then smoothed his palm over it.

"Babe," I cried out.

"Sorry," he breathed and put me back down.

"Let's go on the roof," he randomly suggested, locking his fingers with mine.

"I don't know, I kind wanna take things to the bedroom," I spoke sensually, pulling at the waistline of his pants.

"No, later. Come on," he insisted.

***

"Why are we on the literal roof, Grayson?"

He chuckled and tossed a popcorn into his mouth.

"I said the roof, what did you think?"

"I thought it was code for something, I dunno."

"You're dumb," he said back, laughing.

I laid my head in his lap and puckered my lips for a kiss. Our lips smacked and I wouldn't let him go.

"Stop, stop," he complained and finally pulled back. "Okay, one more."

I giggled and pecked his lips one last time. Then, I sat up and intertwined our fingers.

"Baby, I gotta ask you something," Grayson stated.

My eyebrows furrowed. "What?"

"First," he swallowed, "tell me you love me."

"Easy," I bragged, "I love you. So much."

"Good. I love you, too. Now onto what I have to ask you. A-and I know you'll think I'm crazy, or moving to fast but-"

"Gray, spit it out already because my palms are getting sweaty and I really hope you're not about to propose," I rushed him.

He chuckled and scratched his beard. He then wet his lips and tucked hair behind my ear.

"No, not proposing. Well, kinda. Just a proposal before the proposal. After everything that happened, Brea, ima die if I lose you again. With therapy and everything, I've been getting better — we've been getting better. I love you more than I love myself right now, and I don't know what'll happen in a year, tomorrow, or even in five minutes. That's why I want to know right now, FOR SURE, if you'll promise to be my wife one day-"

"YES," I said all too eagerly. I laughed at how much I shocked him with my excitement, he laughed, too.

I calmed myself and kissed the back of his hand. "I mean, yes, of course. Grayson, I'm obsessed with you and you're right, I don't know what'll happen thirty seconds from now. So, why wait?"

His eyebrow popped. "Wha'?"

I bit down on my lip and threw a leg over his lap to straddle him.

"You heard me: why wait?! Let's leave here, go travel and see the world. What do you say?"

"I say you're crazy," he snickered, and kissed my nose. I scrunched my face under his touch and I inched back so he could take me seriously and stop smothering me with affection.

I stood and left my hand there for him to take.

Without further thought, Grayson followed me. I shrieked with joy and raced him down the side of the house.

Once back on land, we wrestled like roughhousing kids and kept these grins on our faces and cackles in our mouths.

Inside, I went to shut and lock the door and was met with Grayson pressing against my backside. He wrapped his fist in my hair and exposed my neck to him.

Our breathing picked up as he sucked on my neck and squeezed one of my breasts.

I rotated and met my lips with his only for him to pick me up by my thighs and sweep everything off the entry table and put me on it. I bit his bottom lip and then pushed his body back to create enough space between us so I could run around the living room.

Grayson caught me and pulled my body onto the floor. He had me surrendered and laid his body in between my legs.

He started ripping my clothes off and then slid his fingers into my mesh panties.

I squirmed as he pleasured me but wiggled away and ran to the bedroom out of breath.

There, I opened a tab on my MacBook and quickly tried booking two plane tickets to any far, beautiful country as soon as possible.

Grayson found me just as I purchased the tickets.

He stood in the doorway with a bottle of Jack Daniels and some strawberries. He'd taken his clothes off out there and appeared to me in his briefs and white Nike socks.

I peeked my head from the closet as I threw a bunch of his clothes on the bed.

I swung a necktie in my hands as I strolled over to him and kissed all over his face. He squeezed my ass and downed a swallow of the dark liquor.

"Mmm," I moaned as I pulled back. We traded the bottle for the tie and Grayson wrapped it around my neck.

"Kinky," I giggled as I led him to the bed. I got on my knees and raised my bottom for him. When he leaned forward he saw the screen and stopped for a second.

"Wait," he said, "are we really doing this, babe?"

I sat up and nodded excitedly. "Yes, don't you want to?"

"This is crazy," he breathed.

I took another shot and then giggled.

"We're crazy, everything about us is crazy. Let's just get away for a while, yeah? You and me. For the first time, it'll be just us two. You know what, no phones either." I got the idea to throw our phones out the window so that's exactly what I did.

"WHAT THE FUCK-"

I laughed and went "oops" then continued packing.

"What am I getting myself into," Grayson rasped as he pulled my body in close to his.

"A lifetime of excitement," I promised him. I placed a cowboy hat on top of his head that I found in the closet and pecked his lips.

"We're gonna leave, just like that," asked Grayson.

I nodded my head surely. "A-huh," I exclaimed, "just like that!"

=== THE END ===