Chapter 13

• “One year, be mine.” He said, that smile had turned dangerous now and I was ready to lose my fucking shit.
• To say I was beyond confused was the understatement of the century. My brain tried, I promise, it tried really really hard to understand what Grayson had just said to me. What he could mean but all my brain gave me as answers were red error boxes showing up like a fucking virus infested software. And maybe it was.
• “Huh?” I managed to squeak out, my throat was threatening to give up on me now.