Maxim’s pov
There was a knock on the door and when I opened I found Grace standing at the door.
“Here, some sweats. You can’t sleep with those clothes on,” she said pointing and my shirt and jeans.
“Thank you,” I answered taking them and she walked out.
I waited for an hour until I was sure that they were probably sleeping by now.
I started looking around, trying to find something when I heard a sound familiar.
A moan, I followed the sound, and sitting on the counter of the kitchen was Grace.
She was eating something in the dark and moaning while doing that.
Kate, this is something that Kate loved doing so late at night.
She turned around, maybe sensing that she wasn’t alone anymore, and her eyes landed on me.
“I am sorry, I wanted a glass of water,” I said, and she groaned.
