Page 271 of Lilah
He jerks and lifts his head up.
"Fuckin' evil ass," he grumbles, running his hand down his face.
Bear leans over from his lying position and he gives Grey on nice lick on the side of his face.
"You're my sweet Cherry Pie," I quote my all-time favorite song, pointing my fingers at him.
He has no reaction to my proclamation.
"Go back to sleep," his sleep-coated voice mumbles.
"Can I be the big spoon and you be the little spoon?" I start sliding off of him. I'm always the little spoon.
"If it'll make you fuckin' sleep again," he grumbles turning onto his side. I get behind him and throw my arm over his side.
I feel pitiful behind him. I feel like I don't even exist being behind him. And it's cold back here.
And if I fart he won't even feel it and what's the point in that?
"I don't think I like being the big spoon," I sit up and he sighs.
He turns over midway almost onto his back and raises his arm for me to climb over and be the little spoon. He gently guides me over the top of him and I lay down in my spot.
I curl up and he wraps his warm arms around me.
"Better now?" He rumbles behind me and I nod against him.
Within a minute or two, the doorbell is ringing.
Grey has nothing but boxers on.
Now that I think about it, he's only in his boxers quite often. He's got no shame whatsoever and I'llnevercomplain about what he chooses to wear around the house.
"Go open the door," I mumble to him.
"Fucking no," he grumbles, pressing his face deeper into my neck.
"Freaking heck yes bud," I argue back.
"Don't call me bud."
"Okay bud."
He pinches my side and I thrash. Then he moves to stick his hand down the front of my pants.
"No sir," I roll away from him and the doorbell rings once more.
What if I go to open the door and a robber is standing there? Or a kidnapper and they kidnap me.
"Open the door," he tells me.
"No. What if I get kidnapped?"
"Someone fuckin' kidnaps you they won't even get down the street 'fore they're turning back around to put your annoying ass back," he mumbles in a reply and my mouth drops open.
"I hope I do get kidnapped now and I'll make sure to keep my mouth shut just so they won't bring me back," I exit the room.
"Put goddamn pants on," he calls out and I return to the room and pull on some pants.
