The Alpha Calls Me Kitten

Chapter Twenty-Eight: It's An Acquired Taste

Do I grab his hand? What if my hands are too cold? What if I startle him? Oh my god. What if he wakes up?

Stop it. I'm rambling.

I carefully scootched my body toward Greyson's sleeping form. I kept my arms pressed to my side as my body was as stiff as a board. I held my breath and just stared at him.

Oh my god. I'm being creepy.

I scoffed to myself and squeezed my eyes shut. When I opened them it felt like I had gotten a billion times closer to him. It almost startled me enough to make me jump.

His hair from what I could see was tousled around on his head. His mouth hung open as soft snores poured out. Even while he was asleep, his jawline was perfectly defined. Too perfect actually while in the meantime I'm almost positive I always have a double chin.

I wanted to bring my hand up and run my hand under my chin, but I just continued to mimic a board.

What if he wakes up and won't go back to sleep? It is already like ten...

I scootched my body a little closer to him, but my heart stopped when I accidentally touched his knee. Oh my god. Don't wake up. No. No. No. I liked how cute he looked while he slept.

After sitting in silence, I realized he wasn't going to wakeup so I relaxed my body and started actually breathing again. This is dumb.

Okay, you can do this.

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I cheered in my head. I rolled onto my side so that my front was pressed against the front of him.

"Oh my god. That worked." I whispered extremely quietly so absolutely no one could hear. I felt completely at peace with myself until I realized my left arm was still trapped under my body. To be completely honest, I wasn't in a comfortable position. I was still a human board, basically. The only difference was that I was now on my side.

Slowly, I moved my left arm out from under my body. I tried so hard not to make loud or fast movements.

Stay Greyson. Right there. Do. Not. Move.

Once my hand was out from under my body, I put it under my head. Then, I started working on my other hand. I brought my right hand against my chest as slowly as possible. No. Sudden. Movements.

I decided on not moving the uncooked spaghetti noodles that I call legs. Where would I put them any way? Behind my head?

I sighed and immediately regretted it. Greyson shifted a tad and sucked in a large breath.

I freaking dare you.

Instantly, he groaned. Then, his eyes were opened and next he was awake and I had just wasted half an hour on nothing.

"Hey, sunshine." He said in a husky voice. I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He does not know how much I had just gone through.

"Yo." I replied hastily as I started moving away.

"Aye," he snapped. His arms wound around my body and crushed me back into his chest. "I didn't say you could leave yet."

"Then, I won't leave yet." I replied. I didn't even want to leave. Hell, I could just stay like this forever if my legs weren't so damn cramped. Pushing the pain away, a new sensation spread through me as Greyson placed a kiss on the top of my head. Shocks spread all through me body giving me goosebumps.