Grace groaned as bright sunlight hit her face. She blinked open bleary eyes and met the view of a large tree outside Harrison's window. They were in such a rush to have sex last night, they had forgotten to close the curtains. Good thing his bedroom faced his backyard otherwise his neighbours would have gotten quite an eyeful last night. And again early this morning.

She twisted her head to look at Harrison as he snored softly next to her. He was on his front, the sheet bunched around his waist, his tight muscled buttocks were on full display. As well as a perfect set of teeth marks on his right cheek. She smiled as she remembered leaning over and taking a juicy bite out of them when he had rolled over to grab another condom off his nightstand. His back also did not go unscathed. It was covered in nail marks, long red scratches up and down the expanse of his broad shoulders and muscled back. She felt a sting of pride over them.

She stretched and groaned, moving muscles that were sore and hadn't been used in a long time. They got a proper workout last night. And this morning.

God, Harrison really knows what he's doing in the bedroom. Nothing was off limits. She blushed as she remembered the number of positions they had done. She had shed all her inhibitions and had opened herself up in more ways than one. Physically and emotionally. He was hands down the best lover she had ever had.

"Morning, baby," a deep groan sounded behind her.

She turned to watch Harrison roll onto his back, his cock hard again against her stomach.

"Jeez, do you ever go down," she joked whilst also hungrily devouring him with her eyes.

He laughed as he stretched. "With you around? Not likely."

He bent down to drop a kiss onto her swollen lips. When he went to deepen it, she turned her head away.

"Morning breath," she mumbled.

Harrison laughed. "Baby, I still have your dried come on my face. I don't care about morning breath."

She blushed hotly as she shoved his chest. "Ew, can you not?"

"You can't be shy now, Gracie," he traced a finger around her nipple. She glanced down and saw it pucker. She also saw a set of teeth marks around it. Jesus, they really went at it last night.

His finger moved down the middle of her chest, down her flat stomach before his big palm covered her mound. Her legs instinctively spread open. His middle finger inserted itself inside her and she groaned in both pleasure and discomfiture, despite the moisture forming there. She was definitely feeling it this morning.

She grabbed his wrist. "I need a warm shower and a hot press there before we go for round... whatever it is."

"Sorry, baby," he murmured as he removed his finger and rubbed her belly.

"Don't be." she said. "I sure as hell ain't complaining. But," she glanced down at his hard length that didn't seem to be going down anytime soon. "My mouth isn't sore."

He grinned and kicked the sheet off the bed before putting his hands behind his head.

"Please, have at it."

And she did.

"And where were you, missy?"

Grace jumped mid mascara stroke.

"Damnit, you scared me." She took a tissue and wiped off the black liquid that had touched her eyelid.

"So, did you get lucky? I'm assuming you did, considering that I didn't hear you slink home last night. And before you ask, yes I waited. I missed your walk of shame, too."

"A lady never tells," she smiled secretly before turning back to fix her makeup.

"Okay, so tell." Amelia demanded.

She laughed and chucked a tissue at her friend.

"The short answer is yes and before you ask yes, it was good. And before you ask again, yes the rumours in highschool were true and yes best I ever had."

Amelia whooped. "Yes, I knew it!" she clapped her hands in glee. "When are you seeing him next?"

"He has a lot on with organising the set up for tonight so we're gonna try and squeeze in a late snack after the bridal shower brunch. Then I'm going to get ready at his place and head to the event together."

"You gonna try and squeeze in a quickie."

"Yes," she honestly said.

"Atta, girl!" she slapped Grace's ass, causing her to yelp. "You get yours, honey."

"So have you thought about what's going to happen once you leave? Where will things stand with Harrison?"

Grace gave a heavy sigh.

"I don't know," she replied honestly.

It was a topic she thought about all morning. She had no issues with their past anymore. It seemed like a lifetime ago and she was beyond thrilled to have new, wonderful and hot memories to replace the old.

Her Mom had tears in her eyes when she had told her a couple of days ago that she would be home for Thanksgiving week and again for Christmas. She even started looking at jobs closer to home - not for Harrison - even though she wouldn't be opposed to exploring her feelings for him, feelings that were getting stronger and stronger each day - but she just plain missed her family.

She had wasted so much time either not coming home or spending a maximum of forty eight hours in Langley before leaving as fast as her little feet would carry her.

It was a big commitment, though. Her life in San Francisco was a good one. She had friends, an apartment, a dream job she worked her ass off for. She was also planning on returning to college to get her Masters and then eventually her Doctorate. It was a lot easier to leave your hometown as a kid than to leave an area you've lived in for a number of years as an adult.

But would it be worth it? Being closer to her family and creating something with Harrison?

Yes, it would be. But not just yet.

She was falling for Harrison.

Hard.

But she needed to be smart. She had obligations in San Francisco that she needed to take care of first before she could even consider moving closer to home. She had always been a level headed girl and she wasn't going to stop now.

Her mind was still conflicted as she sat and chatted through High Tea with the girls. As she laughed at Amelia's antics and sipped lemon tea, snacking on the assortments of fresh pastries and sandwiches, her thoughts were all jumbled.

She replayed her night with Harrison over and over in her head. The sweet words he groaned in between kisses, the tender way he held her after driving her to unimaginable heights of pleasure. Even their pillow talk was comfortable, as if they were an old married couple cuddling in bed, discussing their day's events.

After the bridal shower, she let Amelia know that she was going to take a walk around the town center. She needed to collect her thoughts and as always, a good walk always helped with that.

But peace alluded her as she strolled around the familiar paved streets. She glanced in the window shops, smiling at the local wares on sale.

Her phone pinged just as she was about to head into Trina's for a cup of coffee.

Harrison: You free, babe? Swamped with the set up but need to see you, beautiful

She smiled instantly, her thumb flying over the keys.

Grace: I'm at Trina's but can come meet you at the venue? xx

Harrison: No, I need a break from all this. Will see you in five

Hearing from Harrison at just the right moment instantly cleared her head. She knew what she had to do.