I wake up on the couch my legs entangled with Grays while his arms hold me close to his chest. 2 Fast 2 Furious is on the menu playing the sequence over and over again waiting for a button to be pressed. I slowly turn trying to sit up but Gray pulls me closer to his chest. I want to stay in his arms but fear runs through me causing me to twist out of his grasp. Tears stream down my cheeks as I slip onto the floor.  I can feel the cold from the hardwood floor seep through my skirt causing goosebumps to rise on my legs. I sit there with my legs against my chest until the sun rises in the clouds.

"Carla, What are you doing down there?" I must have fallen asleep because I am woken up by Grays panicked voice. I vaguely register warm arms wrap around my legs and torso lifting me off the floor. "You're freezing. Fuck!" I wrap my arms around his neck snuggling into his chest my body searching for warmth. He lays me on the couch covering my body with heavy blankets. Shivers wrack my body even with the multiple blankets wrapped around my small frame. I open my eyes to see Gray starting up the fireplace before coming back to the couch. He pulls me into laps and holds me closer to his body trying to give me some of his warmth. I relish in his caring touch my body warming up against his. 

"What were you thinking? You could've caught pneumonia." His eyes are filled with concern when they meet mine. We hold eye contact until we lean in pressing our lips against each others. Our lips move in sync as we get lost in each other. His teeth graze against my bottom lip causing me to moan and push further into him. I feel him harden under me and a blush creeps up my neck and across my cheeks. 

"We have to stop." My face drops with disappointment and hurt, I cant believe I kissed him like that. He probably thinks i'm easy. I turn away about to move off of his lap when he turns me to face him.

 "You've got it all wrong love. There's nothing more I want to do right now then take you right here on this couch. But you are hurt and deserve way more than quick fuck on a coach. If or when we get to that point I want to make it special." My heart jumps in my chest at his words and I can't believe I haven't had a heart attack yet.

"Why don't you go upstairs and take a shower. I'll find something for you to wear and we will go eat breakfast and get you some clothes." He gives me a quick peck before standing from the couch and making his way towards the stairs. I follow suit walking up to the room I woke up in and make my way to the bathroom where I turn the shower on letting the water heat up before stepping in. There is already soap and hair products lining the shower wall. Jealousy creeps through my chest but I push it down lathering my wash rag with the lavender honeysuckle before washing my skin. Thought's of my kiss with Gray flash through my mind as  my hand travels down to my sensitive bud. My fingers play with my clit as I pinch my nipple with my other hand. I can feel something build in the pit of my stomach. I rip my hands away from my body not believing what I just did. Shame fills my body and I quickly finish washing my hair and step out of the shower wrapping a towel around myself. When I walk into my room there's a pair of black sweats and a white t-shirt laying on the bed. Heat fills my face at the thought of Gray being in the room as I played with myself. I push those thoughts away from my mind and quickly get dressed heading down the stairs. 

       I find Gray in the kitchen on his phone. When he turns around he spots me. Smiling, he holds up a finger signalling for me to hold on a second. I nod and sit down at the island until he finishes up on his call. Hanging up his phone he walks towards me and kisses my forehead. 

"Nice clothes you got there." A can hear the smile in his voice as he pulls me out of the bar stool. "Okay princess, let's go eat and shop."

         I knew Gray was well off but walking out into his garage i'm shocked at how many cars he has. It's not like he has twenty but 6 is still a lot more than normal people. He grabs a set of keys off of the wall and guides me towards a midnight blue Mercedes. I'm not sure what make or model but it was nicer than any car i'd ever been in. As he backs out into his drive way my attention is pulled from the smell of new leather to the outside of his house. It was a light beige out casing of wood on either side almost framing the full length window that ran down the middle only a solid dark oak door breaking the flow. Through the glass you could see a chandelier settled above his grand staircase. I've never seen such an elegant structure before. I turn to him to say something but his eyes are already on me. The words I was going to say getting caught in my throat. This man is going to drive me crazy if he keeps looking at me like that. After a few seconds he turns around and pulls out of the driveway heading towards town.

Gray's POV

           We talk and make jokes as we get closer to town. She laughs at something and I can't help looking at her. For a split second I get lost in her beauty and all I want to do is make her laugh for the rest of my life. Not only is it the most beautiful sound I've ever heard but her whole face lights up. It's as if the sun is living in her smile. Her eyes close and her smile reaches from ear to ear. A smile of my own appears on my face as I look back towards the road vowing to myself to make her laugh as often as I can. I reach my hand across the middle console taking her small hand into my own and peek over to see a blush climb it's way up her neck. I love the fact that she is shy. It adds to her beauty, she doesn't know how beautiful she is. I link our fingers and squeeze lightly hoping i'm not crossing boundaries. She doesn't make a move to pull her hand away so that is a good sign. We finish off the drive in comfortable silence until we reach a small Italian restaurant that we decided sounded good.  It doesn't take long for us to receive our food so we eat, talking to each other about our interests. It's almost as if we are on a date and I can't help but wish that we were. No other woman has made me feel like this in my Thirty years of life.  

        After we finish eating and we head out to some small boutiques looking for her some clothes. We walk around buying outfits and shoes for her until she insists that she doesn't need anything else. I open her door causing her to blush as she climbs into her seat. After I place the bags in the car and close the trunk I notice a man staring at my car with disgust. It doesn't register to me until I get into the car and see Carla's small frame trembling in fear. It wasn't the car he was glaring at, it was her. I looked from her back to the man but he was gone. My blood is boiling in my veins and can't help but feel stupid that I hadn't put the pieces together sooner. I would've killed him with my bare hands.

I try to stay calm for her sake as I drive us back to my house. She's quiet the whole way there. All of our smiles and laughs from earlier forgotten quicker than they'd come. It breaks me to see her so broken and scared. I don't care what I have to do, I will find him and make sure he never lays another finger on her for as long as I live.