HORSEGUARD HOTEL

POV MARCELINE

After staying in the hotel bar for the rest of the day, I snuck back up into our room. It was almost one in the morning, and I doubted Grey was still awake. I had devoured a giant cheeseburger and several long islands. I was giggling to myself, remembering Stacy's stupid face, as I unlocked our door.

The lights were all off, and Grey's back was to me from the bed. He looked like he was breathing slowly, but I tried my best not to make too much ...