Chapter 50

"Psst, Poppy," a voice said in a loud whisper. "Flower, time to get up."

I groaned and turned on my side. "Go away."

"Now what kind of boyfriend would I be if I didn't wake you up nicely on your birthday?" Grayson asked.

"An awesome one so I could sleep," I muttered.

Grayson snorted before I felt his lips on my neck. He moved closer to me, trailing kissed all the way down to my collarbone.

"Grayson, I'm trying to sleep," I whined. "Stop doing ...