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𝙲𝙷𝙰𝙿𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝚃𝚆𝙴𝙽𝚃𝚈-𝚂𝙸𝚇 𝙆𝙄𝙏𝘾𝙃𝙀𝙉 𝙁𝙀𝙏𝙄𝙎𝙃
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𝘍𝘙𝘐𝘌𝘕𝘋𝘚 𝘋𝘐𝘋𝘕'𝘛 𝘒𝘐𝘚𝘚 on the forehead and cuddle each other in their sleep. That much was clear to Graylin as she mixed pancake batter in a bowl in front of her. She didn't know where exactly her sentiments for JJ lay, but she did know that they were nothing in comparison to what she felt for Rafe.
As she mentally concluded that trusting fist-bumps to brush aside feelings shouldn't have been her move, she looked up at Rafe who had just turned from the fridge and rejoined her side to continue preparing breakfast with her. Graylin felt her heart rise in her chest as she watched the boy focus on ripping open a package of bacon, scrunching his nose adorably as he worked.
With almost a full week of being Rafe Cameron's girlfriend under her belt, Graylin didn't want to kid herself with ideas that she would always feel happy with him as she did in the present. Like JJ had said, it did matter that she was happy- that Rafe made her happy. But Graylin was also aware that every relationship would have its ups and downs and that they were possibly in their honeymoon stage where everything was smooth sailing. Still, she knew that whatever riptides they encountered, she would always want to make it work with Rafe.
