The movie seemed to finish way too quickly, with Greyson suddenly hauling the thick blankets off of himself to turn the screen off. He sat and looked at me, watching as I slowly sat up before saying anything.

"I like you, a lot." I blushed and looked down at my lap, unsure at the forwardness.

"I like you too," I mumbled out, my eyes flicking up just in time to catch the quick smirk at my admission. That was the first time admitting it to myself, let alone anyone else...

"That's good to know, otherwise this would've been a huge waste of time." He was quiet for a second, seemingly thinking hard on what he was to say next.

"If we do this, I'll want to go fast."

"What do you mean?"

"Nothing that you aren't comfortable with, but I'd want you to be with me."

"But we barely know each other..."

"Then let's get to know each other. Either way, I want to go fast. I'm don't want to commit to you if you're not going to commit to me, and I know that right now, I want no one else other than you." My cheeks were on fire, like usual when I was around him, my fingers picking at the blanket nervously. I didn't understand how he wasn't freezing right now, as he was only wearing a short sleeve top - no jacket to cover him. When I didn't say anything for a second, he started talking again.

"I understand if you're hesitant, however nothing would really change. Other than the fact that you would be my girlfriend." I looked up, to find him staring straight at me. So we'd still be going slow, except we'd technically be together? I mean, it would pretty much be the same thing as if we were to just date for a while...

"We would still go slowly?" He nodded straight away.

"Again, Love, we wouldn't do anything you wouldn't do normally. Not until you are more comfortable around me." Slowly, I nodded.

"'Kay..." His shoulders relaxed slightly, and I doubted that he even noticed how tense he was.

"Am I allowed to be more forward?" My head tilted to the side slightly. He rolled his eyes and smirked a little, pulling both me and the blanket into him. I looked up, my face pretty much burned up at this point.

"I wanna be able to touch you, Love." I pressed my face against him, hiding slightly, before nodding. He hugged me tighter and I realised how warm he truly was. No wonder he was fine without a blanket, his body temperature was far higher than mine.

"Come on, let's go!" I squealed as he suddenly stood up, me still in his arms. He span me around, laughing before walking back the way we came. I giggled at his excitement.

"I want to take you somewhere else, any ideas?" I shook my head, still laughing.

"Let's get more food then. I'm sure the diner will still be open, or we can get ice cream..."

"Ice cream!" He laughed, and a wave of happiness hit me seeing him at his most relaxed. Had anyone seen him like this? He didn't even act like this around Alex and Kaiden.

Oh my gosh, Alex! What was my brother going to say about me dating not even one of his friends, but his best friend? He was going to either kick me out, or beat Grey up, whichever was easiest, and looking at the muscles in Grey's arms, it was me that was going to go. I wanted to ask Grey, but he seemed so happy... I'm sure it could wait...

He opened the door to the car and placed me gently inside, tucking the blanket up before reaching over and pulling the seatbelt in. He just made me want to melt at the sweetness... He quickly made his way around to the other side of the car, climbing in and turning on the engine before reaching over to hold tightly onto my hand, driving forwards whilst rubbing his thumb gently across the back of my hand. I reached my other hand across and held his tightly, shocked at the size difference. His hand was so much bigger than mine, to the point where he could comfortably hold both of my hands in one of his.

The lamps illuminated his face every few seconds, flashing his sharp jawline and cheekbones. He had a better facial structure than most models I had seen online, with long lashes framing his eyes, which from up close, I could finally see that they were a dark green. My eyes trailed their way down his face to his arm, looking at his tattos again. They looked so beautiful on him, swirling up his arms in an inky mess. I knew a little about tattoos though, and knew that they must've taken a while to get done. A lot of hours with a needle drilling into your skin.

Yuck.

They suited him though. They seemed to move as his muscles flexed, as though they were almost alive. Maybe he had some kind of curse where his tattoos were alive. That would be so cool.

"Love?" I jumped slightly and looked up, only to see him looking down at me. We had arrived at the ice cream parlour, obviously me being too enchanted by his tattoos to notice. The familiar blush flooded across my face again as he got out of the car and came around to my side, opening the door and leaning in close before I could get out, his lips close to my ear. He sighed slightly, making goosebumps rise up on my arms.

"I have tattoos in a lot of other places you might want to see..." Oh. My. God. He was trying to kill me, burn me alive from the inside out. All I could do was squeak and shove my face into my hands. He laughed loudly and picked me up, swinging me out of the car and putting me down on my feet.

"Adorable."