Page 45 of Pucking Grey

“They don’t call me morally gray for no reason.”

I lift my hands up. “Who calls you that? I’ve never heard anyone call you that. Ever.”

“People who know me.”

“I think you probably just need more sleep at night. And you need to find something that puts you in a good mood. Then you’ll learn to have a little fun.”

“Yeah, because you know all about it.”

“Hey,” I scold him with my tone. “I’m just trying to help. I doubt you were born morally gray. Nobody is unless they’re a psychopath.”

“What makes you sure I’m not one?” He walks over to his dresser and says, “Life isn’t all fun and games.”

I don’t know what to say, so I change the subject. “What should we eat for dinner?”

He slaps his books and says, “Homework.”

“Great,” I say, pulling out my phone. I have a text from Sydney.

Sydney: The house isn’t the same without you

Maddie: Trust me, this isn’t any fun either. I had to pretend to have sex with Grey

Sydney: WHAT!

Maddie: Not like physically but he was banging the walls and moving the bed and telling me to moan. I don’t think I laughed so hard in my entire life

Sydney: LMFAO! Did it work?

Maddie: I don’t know. I guess we’ll find out if his roommates tell Matt when they go out to dinner tonight.

Sydney: Oh, yeah. Crew mentioned that

Maddie: You should’ve went

Sydney: Haha I’m not a hockey girl. Wasn’t invited. He just mentioned it in passing.

Maddie: How rude

Sydney: What’re you doing then

Maddie: *Sends picture of Grey sitting at his desk

Sydney: Boo

Sydney: I should probably do homework too

Maddie: I’ll let you get to it

Maddie: I probably should too. Talk later.

Syndey: Good night

Chapter 12

“Ready for bed?” I ask Madison as she sits next to me with her books open. She’s been staring at her phone with tired eyes for the past twenty minutes.

“Yeah.” She flutters her eyelids, stretching her arms. Something about it is angelic, but I don’t stare as I pull off my shirt. She covers her eyes and says, “Please sleep with a shirt on.”

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