moving quickly until in the same moment, we both came. There was nothing better than the feeling of Grey filling me up.
The aftershocks still rippled deliciously through my body as I lay myself down on the bed next to Grey.
We lay snuggled together for a few minutes while we got our breathing under control. I was the one to break the spell when I decided to take a shower. I turned on the radio , and as I walked away from Grey, the song “Locked out of Heaven” by Bruno Mars came on. I laughed and sang along.
I heard Grey laugh as he got up and put his boxers on. He went to make coffee while I showered.
The next song on the radio was “You Could Be Happy” by Snow Patrol. I couldn’t help the tears that fell silently down my cheeks as I was reminded of listening to this song endlessly. It was released after Grey was already gone but it summed up exactly how I felt.
Grey took the coffee into the bedroom and then came to join me in the shower. He got in under the water and turned to face me.
“Why did I waste so much time being a dick before I came home?” he asked as he wrapped his arms around me.
“It wasn’t a waste, Grey,” I said honestly. “You needed to follow your career where it took you and if you hadn’t, if we’d stayed together, you might have resented me for keeping you here.”
“I would never resent you, Carls. I…” he trailed off and seemed lost in thought for a moment before saying, “We could have gone together. I wish you had come with me.”
“I couldn’t abandon everything and come with you , Grey, we knew this at the time. Things are different now, we’ve grown in ways we wouldn’t have if you’d stayed—I truly believe that everything that happened was for a reason, though we may not know that reason—I’m just glad you’re home.”
“I’m gla d I’m home, but more than that—and I know this is selfish—I’m glad I didn’t come home to find you married to someone else,” he said as we stood letting the water wash over us.
“I had relationships since you left , Grey, but I couldn’t keep any of them. How could I give my heart away when it wasn’t mine to give? You have always held my heart, whether you knew it or not.”
“That song, “You Could be Happy” reminded me of you when we were apart,” he said, shocking me that we had felt the same.
“Same here ,” I said before kissing him.
After we got out of the shower, I let my hair dry naturally as I got everything together to make the red velvet cake for Lizzie. Grey helped me ready the ingredients.
“I want to do something a bit different with the shape of the cake, Grey,” I said as I retrieved my silicone case to make a giant cupcake.
“I’m sure whatever you do , it will be amazing. Your cakes were always the best,” he replied, showing me my favorite smile.
“Thanks ,” I said as I placed a chaste kiss against his soft lips.
I turned off the radio and p lugged in my iPod dock. I put it on shuffle and the first song to play was “If I Knew Then” by Lady Antebellum. I began to sing along as I started mixing the cake batter. Grey smiled at me as he watched me singing and baking.
“You have a beautiful voice . I was in awe at the Christmas pageant,” he said, dipping his finger into the batter.
“Thank you , but it’s nothing compared to you. When you sang “Blue Christmas” I nearly cried,” I admitted. “It was like you were singing directly to me.”
“I was ,” he admitted as a blush crept across his face.
“I came backstage to try to find you, but you’d gone.”
“I sang my song and left, I couldn’t bear to be there knowing you were within touching distance and I couldn’t have you.”
“I’m sorry I wasted so much time ignoring you. I honestly thought you were with Maggie and I was feeling guilty and ashamed that we’d slept together.”
“It doesn’t matter now, Carls.” He looked me directly in the eye as he spoke.
“ We Belong Together” by
The aftershocks still rippled deliciously through my body as I lay myself down on the bed next to Grey.
We lay snuggled together for a few minutes while we got our breathing under control. I was the one to break the spell when I decided to take a shower. I turned on the radio , and as I walked away from Grey, the song “Locked out of Heaven” by Bruno Mars came on. I laughed and sang along.
I heard Grey laugh as he got up and put his boxers on. He went to make coffee while I showered.
The next song on the radio was “You Could Be Happy” by Snow Patrol. I couldn’t help the tears that fell silently down my cheeks as I was reminded of listening to this song endlessly. It was released after Grey was already gone but it summed up exactly how I felt.
Grey took the coffee into the bedroom and then came to join me in the shower. He got in under the water and turned to face me.
“Why did I waste so much time being a dick before I came home?” he asked as he wrapped his arms around me.
“It wasn’t a waste, Grey,” I said honestly. “You needed to follow your career where it took you and if you hadn’t, if we’d stayed together, you might have resented me for keeping you here.”
“I would never resent you, Carls. I…” he trailed off and seemed lost in thought for a moment before saying, “We could have gone together. I wish you had come with me.”
“I couldn’t abandon everything and come with you , Grey, we knew this at the time. Things are different now, we’ve grown in ways we wouldn’t have if you’d stayed—I truly believe that everything that happened was for a reason, though we may not know that reason—I’m just glad you’re home.”
“I’m gla d I’m home, but more than that—and I know this is selfish—I’m glad I didn’t come home to find you married to someone else,” he said as we stood letting the water wash over us.
“I had relationships since you left , Grey, but I couldn’t keep any of them. How could I give my heart away when it wasn’t mine to give? You have always held my heart, whether you knew it or not.”
“That song, “You Could be Happy” reminded me of you when we were apart,” he said, shocking me that we had felt the same.
“Same here ,” I said before kissing him.
After we got out of the shower, I let my hair dry naturally as I got everything together to make the red velvet cake for Lizzie. Grey helped me ready the ingredients.
“I want to do something a bit different with the shape of the cake, Grey,” I said as I retrieved my silicone case to make a giant cupcake.
“I’m sure whatever you do , it will be amazing. Your cakes were always the best,” he replied, showing me my favorite smile.
“Thanks ,” I said as I placed a chaste kiss against his soft lips.
I turned off the radio and p lugged in my iPod dock. I put it on shuffle and the first song to play was “If I Knew Then” by Lady Antebellum. I began to sing along as I started mixing the cake batter. Grey smiled at me as he watched me singing and baking.
“You have a beautiful voice . I was in awe at the Christmas pageant,” he said, dipping his finger into the batter.
“Thank you , but it’s nothing compared to you. When you sang “Blue Christmas” I nearly cried,” I admitted. “It was like you were singing directly to me.”
“I was ,” he admitted as a blush crept across his face.
“I came backstage to try to find you, but you’d gone.”
“I sang my song and left, I couldn’t bear to be there knowing you were within touching distance and I couldn’t have you.”
“I’m sorry I wasted so much time ignoring you. I honestly thought you were with Maggie and I was feeling guilty and ashamed that we’d slept together.”
“It doesn’t matter now, Carls.” He looked me directly in the eye as he spoke.
“ We Belong Together” by
Similar Books
