Being back at his penthouse feels odd. I've noticed that there are a couple items gone, like the picture frames that once resided on the mantle along with the god awful vase, I still don't know why he bought it, apparently when he went out with his mother then they entered a store and some old lady coaxed him into purchasing the ugly thing. Props to her though, Graysons a stubborn ass and she broke through.

I've currently been shoved onto the couch with a wall of pillows and blankets placed all around me. I'm living in my own Fort Knox of comfort.

As soon as we'd stepped inside and he saw me shiver slightly and I mean slightly, he'd commanded that I sit on the couch while he turned all the heaters along with the fireplace and covered me in any comforting item he could find.

"Here." I took the steaming mug of hot chocolate from his hand.

"Thanks. This really isn't necessary, I'm not even cold anymore-"

"Are you hot? I'll add some ice to your drink. I'll open the windows, although you should still wear a coat, maybe a scarf too? I don't want you getting sick-"

"Grayson." I place my free hand on his arm to stop his rambling.

"I'm ok, I'm not made of glass."

He lets out a breathy sigh and leans back into the couch. I place a pillow behind his head so he doesn't strain his neck. "I know, I'm sorry. I don't know what to do. I'm so worried that somethings going to happen to the two of you."

He takes my hand in his, I make sure to give his a reassuring squeeze. "Todays been a lot. For both of us, why don't you go take a shower, relax and get some sleep. We can discuss everything in the morning once we've both recuperated."

His low chuckle is honey to my ears "I should be the one looking after you." To that comment all I offer is a roll of my eyes. He stands listening to me and makes his way upstairs. I watch his figure disappear down the hallway. I place my hand on my stomach, I've been doing that a bit recently, it offers me a sense of comfort.

Eventually I break out of my daze and walk myself over to the large balcony. Opening the doors I step outside into the cool New York night. The sounds of the cars and wind make me feel like I'm the only person in the world, time stops, there's no drama, nothings wrong, everything just disappears.

I don't know how long I stand against the glass rails, staring at the city below as I feel a warm coat wrapped around my frame. "You shouldn't be out here without a coat."

To my left I look up, his hair shines in the city light. I can see the droplets from his shower scattered through his untamed dark curls. The tight white tee stretched across his defined muscles. I've missed him so much. I clear my throat "Sorry, I got lost watching the city."

"Are you ready to head inside?"

I nod my head as he grasps my hand and walks us inside. He locks the door and we walk up the stairs. I open the door to the bedroom I used to reside in before I moved into his room. "Um, would you mind if you slept in my room? I haven't exactly been sleeping well and knowing that you two are with me would make me feel better."

He has a sheepish look on his face. It's absolutely adorable. Normally I'd poke fun at him but I couldn't bring myself to do so. Instead I offer a smile to which he grabs my hand and leads me into his bedroom.

Pulling back the covers we both get underneath the blankets. Immediately he wraps his arms around my waist. His breath is hot on my ear "please don't fight me on this. I just need to know you're here."

I kiss his forehead and he proceeds to cuddle into my chest. I'm not feeling all that tired so instead of snuggling down I sit up slightly and run my hands through his damp hair "I'll always be here."

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After a few hours I still couldn't sleep. There's so much anxiety all throughout my body of how tomorrow or today since it's currently 3:30am. I've set myself up for this so I'm reality I have no one to blame but myself. Even if Grayson cheated I'm the one is in the undeniable wrong.

I listen to his heavy breaths a few moments longer and proceed to carefully remove his arm from my waist so I can slip out.

As quietly as I can I sneak out of the bedroom and close the door behind me. The feel of the cool marble stairs on my toes causes me to shiver.

I tiptoe down the staircase and turn on the dim light to the kitchen. The kettle already has enough water in it, pressing the button. While the water boils I grab a mug and grab a peppermint tea bag.

After a moment I hear the click of the kettle telling me the waters boiled. I pour some into my mug and walk over to one of the barstools taking a seat.

I allow the feel of the mug holding the hot water to heat against my skin. Taking a sip, the burst of the burning peppermint on my tongue begins to relax my nerves.

"Jesus Christ Olivia! I thought you left" he sighs deeply.

"You were asleep, I didn't want to wake you. I was just going to have a cup of tea to calm my nerves and come right back to bed."

His thumb rubs soothing circles on my lower back. "Nerves? What's stressing you out? If it's Marie, I texted her father and he's going to call me at 10."

"It's not that. I'm anxious about our conversation. I know I've completely ruined everything and I'm.. I don't know how to explain it."

"Hey, shhh. You don't need to be nervous. I'm just confused more than anything. You up and left without an explanation and then refused to speak to me." He took a sip of my tea, smirking when he tasted it. Peppermint like he made for me that night. I remember him telling me it's what his mom used to give him when he had an upset stomach.

"Marie saw a woman who'd been freshly fucked exiting your office on our wedding day. She told me on our wedding night and I freaked-"

"Hold on. A woman? I didn't cheat on you Olivia. I don't know what you're talking about."

"You don't have to lie-"

"I swear I'm not." He didn't get defensive but remained calm while I felt the tears pricking the back of my eyes.

"Th-then who did she see?"

"She may have made it up to get you away from me. But I'll take a look at the security camera footage to see if there's some sort of an explanation."

"Thank you." My voice a mer whisper.

"Did she say anything else?"

"Well she told me that you might take my child away and file for full custody which I also thought about because I knew you'd be mad and you're so powerful, it wouldn't take much."

"What?! I would never do that to you. Ever!"

"I will spend however long it takes to make this up to you. I shouldn't have trusted her like I did and I shouldn't have been so awful as to pack up my stuff and leave without an explanation."

I want to smooth the crease in between his eyebrows but I hold back not sure if he wants me touching him at the moment.

"If you weren't pregnant right now I'd definitely have lost it by now but I'm not going to put any stress on the two of you. We clearly have some things we need to work on, like trust and make sure we always communicate with each other. Especially now that we're bringing a child into the world."

"I couldn't agree more. I do want to know what our arrangement is going to be for the next, roughly six months."

"You'll be here of course. You aren't doing this without me. We both contributed to creating this life, it wouldn't be fair of me to suddenly expect you to deal with this on your own. So I'm going to be here every step of the way." If I were the grinch my heart would have grown three sizes.

"Alright. For the next six months I'll stay here."

"Good. Then we can discuss getting a proper house, with a large back yard, preferably with a pool and multiple stories."

"Ahem, huh?"

"Why do you seem confused?"

"You really want to be around me? You want to get a house together?"

"Of course. You're mine. I'm not letting you go again. As stupid as your actions were, being without you broke me. My mom had to come in and do some serious damage control. I've fallen in love with you Olivia."

Well now the tears are running down my cheeks. He felt the same as I do. He loves me. The pure joy I felt, I never wanted to let it go, or him.

I sniffled "I love you too." Grabbing his face I crushed my lips against his. He seemed surprised at first but melted into the kiss, swiping his tongue across my bottom lip, begging for entrance.

Granting it to him his tongue delved into my mouth fighting with my own for dominance. Which he won. He pulled back "I want a divorce"