50 Tints Of Gray

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Grayson's POV

We went into the bedroom to cuddle.

Y/N fell asleep in my arms.

She's so warm.

I...I

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I guess I fell asleep.

Until the next morning..

I wake up to my arms being completely empty.

And the smell of bacon in the air.

Plates clattering, silverware clanking.

Like she's doing it all at once.

All by herself.

I instantly feel bad.

My baby girl shouldn't be doing this.

I want her to relax and sleep with me.

"Morning G." She says sweetly.

Leaning against the door frame.

In her panties and my t-shirt

"Good morning baby girl."

"How are you feeling?" I ask.

"Feeling good, I made breakfast; come eat"

I lay there for a second.

She runs over to me.

And takes her small hand in my big hand and tries to pull me out of bed.

"I made you breakfast. Now come eat."

She whines.

"Graysonnn pleaseeee." She begs.

I nod.

I get up fast enough to pick her up

And carry her into the kitchen.

"Grayson put me down." she demands.

"no." I reply back.

If she went to the trouble of making me a huge breakfast then she must eat it with me.

I set her down next to a seat by my own.

"Sit, have some." I insist.

She sighs.

"I'm not hungry." she continues to argue with me.

"Then I'm not eating this wonderful meal you've prepared me." I say rolling my eyes.

"Grayson!" she shouts angrily.

"All you have to do is join me, I don't see what the big deal is." I say.

"Fine."she says lastly.

I'm about to pull her into my lap when she backs away.

"You know what?"

"I'm not fucking hungry Grayson."

"Piss off."

She says walking away.

Did I really make her that mad?

Damn.

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