Chapter 18 Sleepover
Ryland
“Are you sure this is okay?” Gracie asks as we sit in my car outside my house.
“Yes, it is fine. My mom will be sleeping. She will check on me before she leaves, so you will need to hide, as I said, but only for a moment.”
I know it is freaking her out staying at my house, but what else can she do? Sleep outside? I wouldn’t allow that to happen. By going by what she said about her father, he wouldn’t be happy if she knocked at this time of the morning and woke him up to let her in the house.
We have been sitting outside for the last twenty minutes. I have been trying to convince her to come inside. I am trying my hardest not to become impatient with her because it seems like a lot for her to handle.
Gracie lets out a loud sigh. “Okay, let’s go inside before I change my mind.”
We climb out of the car and get my house keys so we can let ourselves in. I can sense how nervous she is as we make our way to my front door. I take her hand in mine and tell her to be quiet, so we don’t wake my mom. I lead her up to my bedroom in the dark, making sure none of us trips.
A small giggle suddenly falls from her lips as we enter my bedroom.
“Why are you giggling?” I laugh, closing the door behind us.
“Sorry, I don’t do things like this. It makes me feel naughty.”
I smirk at her. “Hey, if you want to be naughty, stick with me, and you will be.”
If she wants to start being naughty, she has come to the right person. I can show her things she has never experienced. I don’t mean dirty things, well, unless she is up for that. I mean more on the fun side of things.
Gracie rolls her eyes at me. “No, thank you. This is more than enough for me.”
“Hmm, you say that now, but just wait and see.”
Gracie shakes her head. I shrug. I am only telling the truth. If she sticks around me long enough, I will be a bad influence on her. I tend to be that too, the “good girls”. I am not sure if Gracie can be classed as that, but she may as well be.
“I will sneak downstairs to get us something to drink and some snacks. Then we can find a movie or something, unless you want to go to sleep?”
“No, I am not that tired. The fresh air woke me up.” She smiles.
I nod to where my clothes are. “Help yourself to something to sleep in.”
Gracie nods, thanking me with a smile. I sneak back downstairs. I grab us some water and a couple of snacks before returning to my bedroom. Gracie has disappeared, but I notice the light in my bathroom is on. She must be changing. I strip down to my boxers before taking a seat on the bed, waiting for her to come back.
I laugh when she steps out of the bathroom. My tee is like a dress on her, and my joggers are way too big on her. It is cute.
Gracie places her hand on her hip and pouts. “Stop laughing at me. I can’t help that I am small compared to you, Mr Six Feet Whatever.”
I chuckle. “I am not quite six feet. You look cute in my clothes.”
Like every other time before, when I compliment her, her face turns bright red. I fight back a smirk, something that isn’t easy because I want to smirk so badly. I enjoy making her blush. She brushes off my compliment and comes over to the bed to sit, but rather than under the covers, she sits on top of them.
I stand and turn to her. “You can go under the covers.”
Gracie doesn’t answer me. She is too busy checking me out since I am only in my boxers. Her tongue darts along her lower lip. The sooner she admits she is attracted to me, the better. I stay still and give her the time to perv on me. She quickly pulls away and apologises when she realises she has been caught in the act. Her gaze darts around the room, looking at anything that isn’t me.
Laughing loudly at her reaction, I climb onto the bed and slip under the covers. Gracie debates whether she should do the same or not. She does and slips under them with me. She keeps a distance, though. If she moves any further away, she will fall out of the bed. I leave her be because I know she isn’t used to any of this. She needs to ease herself into it. I let her choose the movie; thankfully, it is not some sappy romance. I am surprised she picked an action movie, one I like, so it works out.
“Thank you for letting me stay.”
“I couldn’t have you sleeping outside, could I?”
“You could have, but you chose not to, and that means a lot.” She smiles.
What sort of asshole would do that? Make someone sleep outside? I know I am an asshole, but I would never dream of doing that to someone.
“You are welcome in my bed at any time. Sorry, that sounds dirtier than it was meant to.” I laugh.
She snickers. “Yes, it did.”
“I have a dirty mind and mouth, you will come to learn that. You should probably get used to it.”
“Hmm, as long as you don’t corrupt my innocent ones.”
I can’t make any promises on that one. I may rub off on her. I smirk and shrug, making her roll her eyes at me for what feels like the tenth time tonight. She does it a lot.
Gracie makes herself comfortable. “Let’s watch the movie.”