Forget.

Chapter 18

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Lilly's POV.

Bray is still asleep when I wake, my tiny body trapped and covered by his enourmous one.

He cradles me like a baby and snores quietly.

Maybe I was suppose to end like this.

My childhood bestfriend.

Not some man I had just met three days before.

Bray loves me.

Dean just had me for sleep and kisses.

That's all he ever wanted me for.

I turn to look at Bray.

I kiss his lips and he squints his eyes open.

I smile gently at him, and he smiles back after he yawns.

I curl more into his body as he kisses me again.

"I love you, little lamb." He whispers at my head, his warm breath rustling my hair.

"I love you too, Bray." I promise back, meaning it.

He grins softly and wraps his hand around my waist.

He slowly sits me up and I rub my eyes, adjusting to the bright light.

He grabbed my pills off of the counter.

I recognize them but cannot remember the reason.

"What are those for again?" I ask as he hands me a smaller one.

"Just allergies darling. Your allergic to cats, remember?" He explains.

"Oh... Yeah.." I remember that I am allergic to cats.

Silly me.

I slip the pill in my mouth and swallow.

Bray sits me up and grabs me a dress that he had in his closet.

"Where'd you get this?" I ask.

"I got it for you a little bit ago." He insists.

"Oh okay." I respond.

I slowly slide the loose floral dress on; throwing the Hawaiian shirt in the hamper.

I stand up and wrestle to flatten out my hair.

I run my fingers through it and smooth it against my back.

Bray takes it from me and pulls it strait gently.

He takes the entire thing and begins braiding it back.

I lay my hands on my lap while he does so.

When he finishes, I hand him a hair tie I have around my wrist and he ties it down.

He flicks the Long streak over my shoulder and circled back around the bed.

He offers me some sandals and I take them greatfully, easily sliding them on while he slides his shoes on himself.

He wraps his hand around my waist and walks me down the creaky wood steps.

He pulls me close to his body.

I try to stumble as least as possible but I am unable to.

In result, he practically carries me into the kitchen.

Fresh eggs and bacon await us, compliments of Erick.

I smile at him greatly and he gently smiles back, glancing at Bray.