Chapter 20. One More Day in Paris

BELLE

After our steamy shower, Grayson dressed me in one of his shirts and a pair of his sweatpants even after I had told him I could wear my own clothes.

He ignored my request, saying something about feeling better with me in his clothes. Then he stood for several minutes, and told me he was debating with his wolf over whether we should eat first or sleep. I wanted to go to sleep, so I was happy when Grayson brought me to the bed.

But to be honest, I probably would have gone to sleep whether or not he’d told me I could. I tried to keep my distance from him while we were sleeping, but he wasn’t having any of that. When we lay down, he grabbed me by my waist and pulled me to him so I was lying on his chest. His arms wrapped around me tightly, and our legs tangled together.

It was by far the best sleep of my life. Not that I would tell him that. He doesn’t need a bigger ego.

I woke up to the feeling of Grayson playing with my hair as I lay on his chest. M