Zain Pov
I ended up tossing and turning all night, because of the meeting. Grayson was...angry. I could still hear the echo of his voice as he told me not to touch him, the way he ignored me the whole way home, slamming his bedroom door and not coming out. The fury, I felt it inside me, spreading, making me feel so much more guilty than before. I should have told him, I should have f*****g told him. But...what if he wasn’t ready before? It was so hard trying to figure out what was okay to say to him, and what wasn’t. I know his head was hurting, he snuck into my room last night when he thought I was asleep to grab a bottle of ibuprofen off of my nightstand. It meant he already went through his, and it’s only been a week since I bought it for him.
Now that he’s proven he could
