I hate time. I hate that I have to let go and accept that it will just pass. I hate that I can't stay in this bath till forever comes.
Gray was still behind me, his hand running down my arms now, his kisses gentle against the nape of my neck. I let out a small sigh, my hand grabbing unto the edge of the bath, my toes curling so hard I had to pull my knees to me.
He smiled against my skin before he suddenly turned me around, his hand wrapping softly around my throat, his eyes meeting mine.
My eyes went wide, and I could barely keep myself contained. His lips were just a brave decision away, and while I am normally cowardly, Gray does not quite allow me the luxury of hiding away behind the things that I want.
I slowly leaned to him, my hand cupping the edge of his neck, my other hand ru
