Chapter 39

Grayson

My Flower has been a bit... irritable lately. I knew exactly why and maybe egging her on wasn't the best idea, but what could I say? I love bugging the hell out of her, especially if kissing her was what was bothering her.

"Grayson, I'm serious," Poppy said. "Stop."

"But you're so kissable," I murmured into her neck before kissing it again.

"Screw off."

I stopped kissing her, looking up at her with a raised eyebrow. "Do you not know what ...