Page 103 of Return to Us
He wraps his arms around my middle, holding me against his strong chest. “Then don’t,” he says. “Stay.”
I tilt my head back and sink into his embrace. “Okay.”
Because right now, there’s nowhere else I’d rather be than with him and Amelia.
* * *
“I want to tell her about us,” Grayson says while we’re cuddled up in my bed. Amelia went to sleep about three hours ago, and Grayson will soon leave to sleep alone in his twin-sized bunk bed.
“Tell who?”
“Amelia.”
I sit up straight. “Tell her what?”
“That we’re dating. It’ll make it a lot easier for us to be around each other.”
I chew on my lower lip, not sure how I feel about this. Not that I don’t want her to know, but after what she said earlier, she might assume certain things.
“It might not go as well as you hope.”
“She adores you, Jess.”
“Yes, as her daddy’s old friend. It’s different if she thinks I’m something more.”
He tugs my arm, pulling me so I’m lying on top of him. “We don’t have to do it now.”
“I just, I want us to be sure when we tell her. Amelia is sweet and special, I’d like for her to be happy when we break it to her.”
Grayson’s fingers slide through my hair, pushing it back behind my ears. “How about we give it a week or two? Let’s get through this trip and then back home so she can see us together.”
I give him a quick kiss. “I think that’s a good plan.”
The pads of my fingers play with the skin at the hollow of his neck. “You know, I have plans too.”
“You do?”
I nod. “I do. For you.”
“And what might they be?”
My lips inch closer. “First, I’d like to kiss you.”
“I like this plan.”
“I thought you might.”
Grayson chuckles. “Anything more than just kissing?”
I move my hands down his body, tugging his shirt up so I can touch him. “There could be some touching.”
“Well, I like touching.”
“Do you now?” I ask, playfully.
Grayson’s hand finds the skin along my back where my shirt has ridden up a bit. “I definitely like touching you.”
I grin against his lips. “I think I’d like to keep kissing. But not just your lips.”
