Eden’s POV:
I grabbed my headband, wearing it to keep my hair out of my face while Sterling and I made pancakes.
When I turned around, Sterling was lost in thought. I furrowed my eyebrows, mischief filling me. I walked towards him and lightly smacked him on the cheek, grinning cheekily. When he turned around in shock, I immediately pressed our lips together for a second before I pulled back and started to walk away from him.
Sterling’s POV:
I stared after her in slight shock before growling slightly and grabbing the back of her shirt. I pulled her back to me, pulling her closer by the waist, and slammed our lips together.
“That is a proper kiss,” I murmured against her.
Eden’s POV:
I remained frozen, his grip on my shirt still there, my lips throbbing with the force of his kiss. Slowly, my face began to burn until I was sure I resembled a tomato.
What… just happened?
Sterling’s POV:
I smirked down at her and nudged our noses against each other. She looked so shocked and flustered. It was cute.
“You okay there?” I teased, kissing her nose.
Eden’s POV:
I pushed his face away with my hand while the other one covered my burning face. He was such a tease! He never let me turn the tables… why do I always turn to goo whenever he’s involved?
Sterling’s POV:
“Hey,” I chuckled, turning back to face her. “You started this, you know.”
Eden’s POV:
“That didn’t mean you had to do that…” I grumbled. “It was supposed to be a light kiss…”
Sterling’s POV:
“Well… You know me. Did you really think that would work that way?” I asked, raising my eyebrow at her.
Eden’s POV:
I couldn’t argue with him, so I simply stuck to my glares.
“You could at least let this one be…”
Sterling’s POV:
“Are you saying you didn’t enjoy it?” I wondered, smirking at her.
Gray’s POV:
I stared at her for a few good seconds before I fell on top of her.
“I don’t think I can move,” I gasped dramatically. “Whatever shall we do now?”
(Yass steed!)
I let out a tiny squeak as the air was crushed from my lungs—though I was more occupied with the fact that Gray was lying on top of me again.
Sterling’s POV:
“Are you saying you didn’t enjoy it?” I wondered, smirking at her.
Eden’s POV:
I turned red again, rubbing the back of my neck.
“No…” I mumbled, looking away from his soul-piercing stare.
(Yass steed!)
I let out a tiny squeak as the air was crushed from my lungs—though I was more occupied with the fact that Gray was lying on top of me again.
Gray’s POV:
“Well,” I looked at her, a smile on my features. “I guess we’re stuck here, huh?”
Sterling’s POV:
I chuckled softly and leaned forward to kiss her forehead. “You’re adorable. I love you.”
Eden’s POV:
I hid my face in my hands, my face pink to the tip of my ears.
“I love you, too…” I mumbled.
Knowing how red my face was, I placed my hands on his shoulders and tried to push up up, but he was too heavy.
“Gray!”
Gray’s POV:
I laughed, rolling off of her. I didn’t anticipate that I was at the corner of the bed and fell off rather spectacularly.
“Shit!” I exclaimed just as I hit the floor.
I burst out laughing, rolling over into my front to peer over the side of the bed at him.
“Having fun?”
Gray’s POV:
I glared at her before I had a thought. I snatched her arm and pulled her off the bed, letting her land on top of me instead of the floor so she wouldn’t get hurt.
Wrapping my arms around her, I smirked.
“Having fun?”
Eden’s POV:
I hid my face in my hands, my face pink to the tip of my ears.
“I love you, too…” I mumbled.
Sterling’s POV:
“All right, beautiful, how about we finish these pancakes, hm?” I chuckled, poking her in the stomach playfully.
Eden’s POV:
Pouting, I pushed his hand away and started walking out of the room.
“Come on! The pancakes aren’t going to cook by themselves!”
(Should we wait for Violay again? Lol.)
(Yes. 🤣)
(Okie doke!)
Gray’s POV:
I glared at her before I had a thought. I snatched her arm and pulled her off the bed, letting her land on top of me instead of the floor so she wouldn’t get hurt.
Wrapping my arms around her, I smirked.
“Having fun?”
For the second time in the past three minutes, the breath was crushed out of my lungs. It took a moment for my brain to register what, exactly, I was on top of, but once it did, I was a blushing mess.
“Y-Yeah. Um—“
(What if V’s roommate comes back? 🤣)
Gray’s POV:
I laughed, running my hand through Violeta’s hair.
“Cute,” I grinned, pinching her nose. “You’re too cute, love.”
(Oml yes)
I opened my mouth to respond, but the sound of a key in the lock of my front door startled me, causing me to sit up abruptly. Unfortunately, this put me in an extremely questionable position the moment the door swung open…. to reveal Lillian, chatting on the phone.
Gray’s POV:
I frowned at her behavior before I, too, heard the sounds of keys jingling and the door open. I wasn’t very fast in getting up, though, and I caught her roommate at the door, her eyes catching us and mouth opening wide.
“Well…” I blinked at her. “This is awkward.”
Shit.
My face reddened as I abruptly slid off Gray and jumped to my feet. “That—This isn’t what you think it is—“
Lillian gave me a dubious look, the surprise clearing from her face to make room for sarcasm, and pointed to my throat. “Right. Because those aren’t hickeys on your throat, or anything.”
I groaned loudly, slapping a hand over my face. The bruises—I’d forgotten about the bruises.
(😂😂😂)