Page 39 of Pucking Grey

He shakes his head, pulling his blanket open for himself. That’s when I notice that his bed is made. Ooh, he is going to hate living with me. Though I’m not the messiest person around, I can surely act like a slob to piss him off. I need him to call off this bet so that I can be in my own bed.

I climb under the blanket he gave to me and say, “I can’t remember the last time I had a sleepover.”

“You’re not going to talk my ear off, are you?”

I huff, annoyed. “You’re so rude, you know that?”

“Yeah, well I need sleep.”

I argue, “You told me you’re an insomniac.”

“Maybe I’ll sleep better with you here.”

I shut up so fast that my brain starts questioning itself whether I heard that right. My body stiffens, and I’m afraid of hearing the echo of those words in my head. Is he messing with me?Yes, of course, he is. What the hell?

I extend my leg and kick him.Oops.He adjusts himself, turning to me. I stare at the ceiling, shivering under his gaze. I’m still a little buzzed from the alcohol, and honestly, he’s a bit terrifying. Clearly not friendly.

I’m definitely not thinking straight if I believe that Grey is staring at me right now. Why would he be staring at me right now. My eyes slowly make their way to his. Yeah, he’s watching me.

“Are you really going to kick me?” he asks.

I curl my knees up, feeling like I’m in trouble, and mumble, “No.”

“None of us will get sleep if you do.” He points at me and says, “That’s your side. And this is mine.”

“Yup, got it,” I mutter and turn my back to him.

Good night to you too.

Asshole.

Chapter 10

Oh, Madison.

She has no idea how fun it is to mess with her, especially when she’s drunk, she shuts right up. Making her uncomfortable is, unfortunately, the most fun I’ve had in a while. Lucky for her, I haven’t had much sleep these past few weeks, I haven’t been getting laid as much because well, Matthew Pearson brought his girlfriend over to his mom’s jacuzzi where I happened to be sitting upstairs about a week ago, and I haven’t had a clear mind since.

Watching her pull off her jacket and slip off her jeans was probably the moment I knew I had to look away. But I simply couldn’t. Not with how hard her nipples were, shivering seconds before stepping into the jacuzzi with Matt. I thought for sure they would hook up in it. For a few minutes, I watched the two of them. I considered Matt lucky back then because she’s the type of girl that lights up a fucking room. Someone like her wouldn’t dare to look twice at me. So, the fact that I have her in my bed right now is a goddamn miracle.

I readjust myself and close my eyes. I will be sleeping fucking great tonight knowing that Matt’s girl is in my bed.

When I wake up to my alarm, I sit up quietly. I glance over my shoulder at the beautiful Madison Wilder asleep in my bed and wonder what the next month will hold. I walk into the bathroom and shower. When I walk out, Maddie is waiting at the door like a sad puppy. Her eyes widen when she sees I’m not wearing a shirt. She huffs, bumping my shoulder, and pushing the bathroom door open.

“Everything alright?” I question as she slams the door in my face and locks it.

“Why am I here, Greyson?” she shouts in frustration.

“Because you lost a bet. You’re only as good as your word.”

“Please, just leave,” she demands.

I get dressed and gather my things. I question if I should ask her if she’s okay again. I decide not to and get on with my day.

The locker room is chatty this morning as I walk to my locker.

“There he is,” Ace hoots.

Knox grabs my shoulders with a smirk, and I shake my head. Nosy fucks.

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