Page 98 of Lilah
I won't give up on this Bear.
On the other side of the door, he lets out the worlds cutest little 'awoo' and I send Grey a pretty please look.
"Goddammit, fuck," his jaw ticks, "whatever."
I smile excitedly and open the door. Bear rushes in and his tail wags very happily. He rubs up against me, nearly knocking me over and I rub through his black hair.
"Look how happy he is," I cup Bear's face and tilt it up to me. He licks my nose and I giggle.
I walk over to the bed and Bear runs over to Grey on his side of the bed. He puts his paws up on the bed and nudges Grey's arm continuously.
Bear loves him so much.
I climb up on the bed and Bear pushes his lower half up onto the bed.
"Bear," Grey warns, a scowl on his face.
I'm guessing he's not allowed on the bed either. Even though the first time I was here he jumped up to see me.
Bear jumps on the bed like a Fox in the snow and I fall deeper in love with him.
He goes crazy. He chases his tail in circles, jumps all around, and pounces at Grey who looks unamused, although I can see a little twinkle in his eye.
Once he's done he plops his big body down, and pants with his tongue hanging out of his mouth.
"You're such a good boy, Bear," I scoot closer to him and he turns all the way over on his back to get the belly rub that he deserves.
"I don't want him sleeping with us," Grey grumbles.
"You won't even know he's here, I'll keep him on my side," I explain before patting the other side of me and Bear plops directly in that spot. I pat his head.
"You don't want to snuggle him then fine, I'll give him the snuggles he deserves," I look at Grey and he looks unhappy.
"Your face will stick like that," I say, fixing a part of his bandage that had rolled over.
He gets up grumbly and turns the lights off before coming back to bed, lifting the covers for us, getting in, and he turns away from me on his side.
I don't need him. I've got Bear.
I turn on my side away from him too and throw an arm around Bear's big body. He turns around and licks me in my face before settling back.
Hardly even feeling Grey's presence as we're on either side of the bed, I drift off.
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I wake up to the sound of the bedroom door opening. The first thing that registers is how crushed my whole entire body feels.
And it's not Bear who's on top of me.
Grey's hand restson my bare stomachand the rest of him is completely on top of me. His head rests on the pillow above mine and his long legs aren't even tangled with mine, they're in between mine.
I'm holding this man like he weighs only thirty pounds. He weighs twice as much as me.
Wait. Then who's at the door?
"Grey," a deep voice calls out. At least the covers are still us because goodness knows how far my shirt has risen up. Plus, with Grey's body crushing my small frame, I'm sure the guy can't even see me.
Grey doesn't move a single muscle at the voice.
